Author's note: I own nothing
In a moment I remember…
When my eyes did first behold you…
From the moment I first saw you
Was the moment I first loathed you!
And the moment, in that moment…
When you almost drew me in…
But I never will yield to you,
Stand down Lion, you can't win.
I remember well the words we exchanged.
And I remember how your eyes…
They seemed to echo with a thousand years regret,
And even more with a thousand years of lies…
You would have bound me in that mindless thrall,
That you have used to pull the rest within!
I bow to no one, None at all!
Stand down Lion, you can't win.
No!
I cannot let it start!
I will never let you melt my heart.
It is mine,
And what is mine belongs to me alone!
See my throne! The dominion I hold over these lands!
That are mine, all is mine, all is stilled under my hands…
And you,
Can go,
Away…
Spring and its blossoms…
Soft golden flowers…
Gods how I hate them. They are gentle, and bright…
They remind me of you, as many things still do,
So I put all into deep winter light!
Why must you haunt me? Go!
Though all your traces I've hidden, deep beneath the snow,
I See you still…
I Miss you so…
...In a moment I remember…
When my eyes did first behold you…
From the moment I first loathed you…
In my struggle not to love you,
And the moment, in that moment…
When I wanted…!
…to give in…
But I bow to no one save myself,
Stand down Lion, you can't win.
