Oh, My Regrets - Peccatum

Oh — my regrets

How they pale and die

Like crippled white creatures

Left behind the chariot

Dissolving where they fell

Did you ever see such power

Black horses running, foaming

Blasting along the path

Away from the questions

That should never have been asked

Did you ever see such force

Their master;

Flaring eyes

Maddened quest

Yet, mind at ease

Oh, my regrets

How pathetic a quest

They are aiming at a target

That is long ago washed away

By the change of day

Did you ever see such pride

In the raised shoulders of one

He throws a short glance

— at his past —

But look;

he holds his horses back

Just in time to throw his

Carriage on to another path

He races towards the mountains

Where the paths are narrow and steep

The creatures try to follow

But the road has narrowed in Then with deadly precession

His whip scorch

their greedy, grasping hands

And forever they fall

Oh, my regrets

Their memory will vanish with me Like crippled white creatures

Left behind the chariot

Dissolving where they fell