• Again I'm afraid I have fallen in love,

    And once more I'm preparing the threads

    To reforge all the ties that were broken

    From the gashes once left by regrets.



    Over time countless arrows have struck me

    But they all aim to kill with each shot

    Many times have I thought of surrender

    To the lessons of life I've been taught.



    But it seems I'm the slowest of learners

    For once more I've relinquished my soul

    To a thief playing beggary in front of me

    Just to change into a butcher once I've turned.



    If you may, call it foolish by logic.

    And the King of the Fools may crown me

    But let reason decide what is best

    For a monarch prepared to die free.



    And if life be the greatest of teachers

    There is one thing I've learned from this all

    Which is why I insist on releasing my soul

    To the one who shall soon prove me wrong. heart