My Bloody Heart
There hangs a single, spangled star where yesterday you were, a triumph of the eastern shore, my love I'm undeterred.
Though countless lands between the time where you and I will stay, my bloody heart will fight its tide until my eyes upon you lay.
May the fog it always linger, may our bodies turn to stone,
and my voice has turned to singing, make my bloody heart our home.
When night comes soon let's lanterns light, to you I'll raise and toast, though fingers of the night hold firm the dawn will early boast.