When the Frosted Morning Ushered Dawn
Define your love
For me, my dear.
This is all I ask.
For if our purpose
Is bound and clear,
I shall forget our past.
There’s a lesson here
To be learned, my son.
And we are yet to see.
For in the early rise of
The morning misted dawn,
Our hopes and dreams may flee.
For in the Frosted morning, Love,
All is gone I tell.
Because I loved you all too soon,
That sun can Burn in Hell.