Of Love and Curses - Hanging Garden

This time

The tide wouldn’t turn

Towards a brighter dawn

The shadows long grew longer still

Cold creeping up to the bone

This time the morning sun

Caught up on those on the run

The cruel bright pledge of demise

Sealed with ice and signed in blood

From blood a fire is broken

Heavy breath through the dawn

The world is wet with emptiness

Embers aglow in the dark

From blood a fire is broken

Hold on through the dawn

And I can see it now

Clear as the brightest dawn

This curse we cast upon ourselves

The love we chose not to bear