Willow Sways from Veldune by Veldune

The water lures me to it’s edge
Draws me closer with her depth
The stillness deafening
Beneath the blue a chasm deep
What lies under waits for sleep
To take its hold

Loveless eyes of blue
Weather storms of truth
And theres no cold wave retreating
Or a second chance
to gasp for air

Like Ophelia’s embrace
The weeping willow sways
The daisies float in my right hand

A glass like surface mirrored back
A ripple trembling
a flashback
Falling into the abyss

Like Ophelia’s embrace
The weeping willow sways
The daisies float in my right hand

Lost in currents dark and slow
She strips away all innocence
What good am I on this night
The temptress waiting to take me whole

Will I succumb to all her gloom
While flowers beckon in full bloom.
Along the riverbanks

A phantom down the river black
Murmuring ballads of sweet madness
Softly to the evening breeze

Loveless eyes of blue
Weather storms of truth
And theres no cold wave retreating
Or a second chance
to gasp for air
To gasp for air
To gasp for air
To gasp for air

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