Music and Verse


Eternity Waits

by L. Shelby


You fools who wish to play with death
And cheat him of his due
Should listen to the gruesome tale
That now I tell to you
For even if you win the game
You'll pay the counting just the same

For eternity waits
Like and endless empty tunnel
Eternity waits
Like a gaping hungry maw
Never to die -- so you'd be blessed
Never to stop, never to rest.
And eternity waits

My father died before my birth
My mother swore her crown
That when her infant prince was born
He'd never be brought down.
I am the Prince of Abirife
My mother gave me endless life.

She sent to far off Niontes,
For the cream of Sorcery
And morgaged half her kingdom, so
That she could pay the fee.
And they achieved my mother's goal
And bound my body to my soul

So eternity waits
Like and endless empty tunnel
Eternity waits
Like a gaping hungry maw
Never to die -- so I am blessed
Never to stop, never to rest.
And eternity waits

I'm old and dried and wrinkled
I live in constant pain
I'm blind and deaf, yet in my head
I'm five years old again
No sharpened sword or poisoned dart
Can from my soul, my body part.

And when the plague came calling, I
Lived on through all the horror
My bits and pieces fall away
Yet slowly I'd grow more.
But ne'er enough to make me whole
Gods, please free my captive soul!

'Cause eternity waits
Like and endless empty tunnel
Eternity waits
Like a gaping hungry maw
Never to die -- so I am blessed
Never to stop, never to rest.
And eternity waits

Copyright © 1994, 2012 Michelle Bottorff

Keywords: Fantasy, Racciman, secondary world,


 
Quote from Talking With Winds
 
'Asolde spent nine days in a high fever. Goddesses are likely the least of what she saw.'
 
-- Prince Asond
 
 
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