flight of the butterfly, rising free
warm love prepared
i brewed a cup of it
drank it down deep
it warmed me, filled me
Wind through the trees' great boughs
Chill the serpent to the center of his being
As he awaits the arrival of his new prey
Unsuspecting and circling above
Evening sun is setting quickly
Darkness of the heart settles on the scene
Illusions shattered as the colors fade from view
Hope dies in the final moments of forever
And in the end
Peace finds it's home
In the utter silence
Of the final death...