What
Mortal Failings Be
What
Mortal Failings Be
In dispute with her rational thought
No comfort can be found
Humanity so much a part of her
What mortal failings be...
With
a long sharp knife
This frailty she would carve
Freedom from this bitter realm
Finding comfort in his calm
Too costly a gift
He would never accept
What little cost she sees
What mortal failings be...
Senseless wonder at his love
From passions she cannot flee
Her existance a single spark
Found in the eternity he must see
To cast aside that white hot spark
An offer to simple to speak
Would only he accept
What mortal failings be...
