Deora Fhearghas
It was not for your love that I
Awoke myself each morn
But the darkness now lasts longer as I rise
It was not for the dream of you
I lived when others died
But my blade will never be so keen again
While I shed the tears you asked me too
I feel now not so brave
Call me hero but my fears reveal the lie
Call me to your side and I will come
The love I couldn't save
But I couldn't face your sorrow in his eyes
They tell me patterns live but once
But I percieve the truth
For in every step he takes again I see you
Should I love him? Should I hate him?
Should I damn his very name?
For the memories he brings torment me still
Call me weak and foolish when I dream
That you are here again
That it's your footsteps I hear now by my side
Castigate me for the bitterness
That taints the newer love
Hate me when I wish it was he who had died
So how am I to mourn you when
Your living memory
Is before me and looks to me, tell me how
Are you gone or are you here yet?
No answers can I find
You have left me and yet stayed with me in part
Is this now my greatest test then?
Should I be my greatest foe?
Must I overcome myself and all inside?
For he needs the love I give to him
And thou it burns my soul
In remembrance to forget you I will try
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