Weary Words The Rose Spoke (2011)

Weary words spoke too oft
and fights we fought to lost,
The things we were in dreams
Now never more may be.
The future brought death
And death it brought home
I lay my love to wake.

Ne'ermore I regret the past,
Ne'ermore choose I to mourn,
Weary rose the rose I plucked,
Your last petal has wilted,
Ne'ermore the past is gone,
The past is gone now,
Weary rose the rose I plucked,
Your last petal has wilted...

I lay you down
down to sleep,
and sleep I hope you do,
for pain it comes
with a smile,
a smile shown for you.


Ne'ermore I regret the past,
Ne'ermore choose I to mourn,
Weary rose the rose I plucked,
Your last petal has wilted,
Ne'ermore the past is gone,
The past is gone now,
Weary rose the rose I plucked,
Your last petal has wilted...