The Amaranthine Creed of Liberty
by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON
The amaranthine creed of liberty
Lives sorrow, dread and hate in hell’s peaks,
Where liveth love in thee, love lives in me?
In the darkness of time, therein, the devil speaks.
Lives sorrow, dread and hate in hell’s peaks,
Where liveth love in thee, love lives in me?
In the darkness of time, therein, the devil speaks.
But thou shall see the light of darkened skies,
When the fire of hell burns like the flames of rapture,
Where there to see the love through thine own eyes,
And keep my love, to keep my heart in capture.
When the fire of hell burns like the flames of rapture,
Where there to see the love through thine own eyes,
And keep my love, to keep my heart in capture.
Liveth now ceaselessly in heaven’s grasp, thou please,
When hell itself does sing to thee in haunting,
To catch such temperate, to keep thine love’s disease,
To be the one, nor need to be so wanting;
When hell itself does sing to thee in haunting,
To catch such temperate, to keep thine love’s disease,
To be the one, nor need to be so wanting;
For there is no way that one can truly see…
The way that I love thee, doth thou love me?
The way that I love thee, doth thou love me?