Fright Night - Black

Recall that woeful day.
As I was coming
And fire in my soul did burn.
And midst my wild dreams of her
A rose did blacken.
Or was it doubt that turned it gray?
But thus it happened.

I cared not. I chased my dream.
Time running lifeless
And chill as in a frozen stream.
There stood my mistress
And by another was embraced!

And anguish dire
As lack of air had quenched my fire.
The rose had hit the snow
As murdered dreams had stopped their flow.
I lay just by.
My love's, my flower's parting cries
Fell silent like my song...