Forevermore

His eyes of sapphire,

my stars of night,

everything that was so right.

Death is somthing young ignore.

We think we'll live Forevermore.

But law eternal does decree

that all things born should mortal be.

With knives that cut,

and blood that's red,

all of us could soon be dead.

Wild hair that does not tame,

running through this night of pain;

crying, screaming, out his name,

softer, softer, for in vain.

Deep within thy darkness creeping,

with thy tears within me seeping,

the endless nights I wont be sleeping,

for the bloodshed on the floor.

His heart lies still Forevermore.

Listen now, this tale I tell,

is for you all, the sick and well.

Be wise you living, while you may,

prepare aganist the coming day.

For friends who fall with love that tore,

Shall be known Forevermore.