Your Time Is Mine - The Autumn Offering

Raise your voices to the stars

Upon this silent alter

From lips to her brow, still accused

Did I not bleed for you?

I can’t get the stain off

Burned by the foolish pride

You left me with idle hands I left love

I let it turn to dust

My blood runs cold

Her kiss a venomous taste

Roses turn to withered stalks

Alone I tread this path I walk

I can’t get the stain off

With my heart on my sleeve

Like a badge of sorrow

You made a fool of me

Now your blood is my desire

To drain you of life I must do

Give yourself to me

To walk away from light

Let me drown in the flood

Blind by the fear of what was

Some are kings, all are fools

None can last, none can choose

Take these scars, I gave a lifetime