Sands of time
Bring forth my Chosen One.
I draw nigh to obtain what’s rightfully mine.
Forgotten were the days of emptiness
When I lay alone – Entombed alive,
Shivering in my golden casket.
I yearned for thine love to live
And eke out an existence –
To be finally reunited with me
In this day and age.
Open thy mind and think of me.
Listen to my voice, dear one;
Follow it, come find me.
Thy heart is mine,
As mine is thou’st to own.
For if loneliness
Were a disease you’re afflicted,
I’ll be the cure to end your dolor.
Come-hither my love,
I know how much it hurts to be forsaken
And be misconstrued by the mob.
But regret no more of thy past woes.
I offer thee my life, an eternal love.
Let me take the pain away.
Give in to me, my love.