Single Phial - Skyclad

I have walked the earth so many times before your birth,

Today is only yesterday’s tomorrow.

And as a Gardner in Eden it was i who sowed the seed then

I’ve come to reclaim this life you borrow.

Singing 'ring a ring o' rosies' for your final lullabye,

Have you any prayers to make before you wave your last goodbye?

I bring 'a pocket full o' posies' - lay a wreath to ease my guilt,

As the light’s go out forever not one drop of blood was spilt.

As yet unwritten history —

Once more i stride the lightning road

Identity a mystery —

My burden is Pandora’s load.

Traversing endless centuries —

Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile,

I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial.

I’d have rather seen your face almost any other place

Still here we meet — always the way in this profession

And as i gaze into your eyes — i see the glimer within dies,

From ther moment i first make my dark confession.

How could i swear i would be there for you, until your dying day,

Certain in the knowledge that it’s not that far away?

So you leave me sitting here bewildered as a new dead ghost,

While i try to justify destroying that which i love most.

As yet unwritten history —

Once more i stride the lightning road

Identity a mystery —

My burden is Pandora’s load.

Traversing endless centuries —

Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile,

I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial.

The dark millenium is ending — final daze of the decayed

And a reign of tears is falling — it’s the judgement eve parade.

Though I wash my hands a thousand times — still the guilt remains,

She stole my heart — I took her life …

(And yet i never knew her name).

As yet unwritten history —

Once more i stride the lightning road

Identity a mystery —

My burden is Pandora’s load.

Traversing endless centuries —

Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile,

I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial.

Out with a whimper — not with a bang.

And they all gathered round while the church bell rang.

Singing 'bring out your dead' they 'll stretch for miles,

To be bourne to their graves in single files.

As yet unwritten history —

Once more i stride the lightning road

Identity a mystery —

My burden is Pandora’s load.

Traversing endless centuries —

Disguised behind Death’s lipless smile,

I hide that my intention is to pour this single phial.