Blood Bathed Memories

Blood a crimson Roses peals red So wet and soft So thin and sweet They cover all this floor Where in another time We did meet This floor was not so lovely Not as today We lived fear He lived in moan And this place with guilt Did make us groan We two where young We two alone Till one day By chance, we sat betrothed Twas not our choice Those foolish being The day we meet There mirror broke The day they us, wed There lives they took In a year They lived in fear Our magic would not brook No innocence, nor impudence Are dark magic overlook But my dear They came I fear They took thy for the cook For that they burned O be sure They where gutted true And now in there blood There is a chance For me to remember you!