I've struggled to find the dimmest of candlelight
Under which to scrawl these morbid words Through halfTo dreams of the rising snake, beneath cimmerian skies
From leaves that fell under Autumn strain
To slowly dying embers, that crackle in the rain I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Oh, the scars carved in my body. I gave to you
The fires.
May your glory be jewelled
With gifts of armour, worn with pride, lost in battle
To the rings I wear that bear your name I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Have I ever felt this way before?
Have I ever dreamed that I could be inside of you?
Taste your ever sweet love
Bow my head at the sound of you crying?
I remember when I tasted your tears.
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