I clasped my beloved's cold body
In my aching arms and wept
For the words that were left unspoken
For the promises never kept

It was a debt that demanded payment
Cruelty for profit has a price
Unaware of this he was until his end
The cost would be his life

My love however true was tainted by his disloyalty
In the end his soul I could not save
When hell yawned wide
And darkness claimed his soul
From the waiting dark grave

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