Treacher Song

You aren't the one

Who once would have challenged

The tides

But, how I've always wished

I had your Fates and fires

Burning on my side

But, still, was there ever any one thing

I could keep myself

From spoiling for you

I didn't think so

And we were never so sure

But nor were we ever so unsure

And still nothing

Nothing is resolved

And now

Are out combined vanities such

That we come to some

Dominion, sleeping

Lying that cool, steel theatre

And we are the palest spectres hanging

And our blades are poised for spoils

And we are both so jealous

Just so jealous right now

And treacheries, apparently, abound

'Round here

Treason is transparently arisen

In my person

And treacheries, apparently, abound

'Round here

Treasons and transparencies

But still nothing is resolved

I'm afraid I found that

Nothing was ever easy

But now, it seems, I've found that

Even less is sacred

And treacheries, apparently, abound

'Round here

Treason is transparently arisen

In my person

And treacheries, apparently, abound

'Round here

Treasons and transparencies

But still nothing is resolved...