Lest I Sleep The Sleep Of Death

Your prey...

Your seeking me.

Your blade...

Sharpened to kill.

To swim in the ocean of hate burns my skin at the touch; it makes me mindless with pain.

I feel you focus your eyes on me.

And I can feel the arrows of your intentions piercing my heart.

You wear your blinders of bitterness yet you would wield the scales and you wield the sword.

And I know I am outnumbered, and that my enemies are near.

If I knew I was alone I could not bear this task of enduring.

I must hold fast to the promise that my beloved made to me.

I must remember our bonds of trust to each other.

I cannot remains without you, without you (all) my life is lost.