The Bolt Of Cupid Fell

Текст песни Darkseed - The Bolt Of Cupid Fell <br/> When forty nights shall beside Your browand dig deep wounds in Your beauty nowYour youth&#039;s proud livery so gazed on metomorrow will be darkened sealedLook how a bird lies tangled in a netPure shame and awed resistance made him freed( )<br />So fastened in her arms the favoured liesShe found more beauty in his varied eyesCut is the branch that might be grownwith Your faith, the treasure of Your lusty daysThen being asked where all Your beauty liesI say it to Your deep-sunken eyes&quot;As i the dead the living should exceed,possessed by heavens heart and hand&quot;He burns with bashful shameShe with her tears does quench the maidenburning off her cheeksThen with her windy sighs and golden handsto fain and blow them dry again she seeks