FEARSOME FOE
FEARSOME FOE
IN THE HILLS
OVER YONDER
PAST THE GREEN GRASS ROLLING ON
PAST THE RAYS OF SPARKLING SUNSHINE
PAST THE WARMTH OF LOVE SINCE GONE
IN THE TREES
TOP THE MOUNTAIN
IN THE SHADE OF WOODEN TOWERS
IN THE SHADOWS OF THEIR ARMS
IN THE REACH OF SOLACE POWERS
NEATH THE SKIES
NEATH THE STARLIGHT
WHERE THE SONGBIRDS SING THEIR BEST
WHERE THE WATERS SWIRL AND GLISTEN
WHERE THE EDGE HAS COME TO REST
WALKS A WOMAN
WALKS A SPIRIT
WALKS A FEELING FAINT-OF-HEART
WALKS A VENGEANCE OF A MEMORY
WALKS AN IMAGE TO N’ER DEPART
LIVES A SPECTOR
LIVES A DEMON
LIVES A DRAGON’S FIRE BREATH
LIVES A CANYON’S WIDTH OF TERROR
LIVES A WITCHE’S BREW OF DEATH
MORE THAN WORD
‘TIS A PHANTOM
JUST THE FAINTEST BREEZE OF SIGHS
JUST THE LIGHTEST THOUGHT OF GIVING
JUST THE VAGUEST HINT OF LIES
SO DECEPTIVE
IS THE BEAUTY
IS THE BURNING SMILE OF LUST
IS THE QUIET PEACEFUL TORTURE
IS THE BLINDED GIFT OF TRUST
IN THE DARKNESS
IN THE STILLNESS
GROWS THE WEAKNESS EVER STRONGER
GROWS THE PENITENCE OF PASSION
GROWS THE SILENCE EVER LONGER
BY THE WIND
IN THE WHISTLES
HEAR THE CRIES OF ROMANCED STARS
HERE THE ECHOES OF LOST PROMISE
HERE THE SCREAM OF OPEN SCARS
FROM THE ROSE
IN THE PETALS
TOUCH THE SOFTNESS OF ITS SPIRE
TOUCH THE HARDNESS OF ITS PRESENCE
TOUCH THE SMOOTHNESS OF ITS FIRE
THERE’S NO STRENGTH
TO BE WIELDED
THERE’S NO WEAPON ONE CAN BEAR
THERE’S NO COURSE OF ALTERED FASHION
THERE’S NO SHIELDING FROM DESPAIR
‘TIS MY DEMON
‘TIS MY PHANTOM
‘TIS MY FATE TO BATTLE SO
‘TIS MY DESTINY IMMORTAL
‘TIS MY FEARSOME LOVING FOE
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