Götterdämmerung Part 2

This is the second half, read part one before this ...This life was unlike others, not ripe, not light We curs't them, 'stood not their mutual blight There was a strange ambience, a UV map of Pyrrhic love, a Stygian rapt We could not believe it, to see it borne Their darkness their cynic, their muse of thorns The thorns so thick, so spiny so brutal Their thicket so dark, impenetrable Then two years were spent, were lost were gone And they then stood gasping, fought out, forlorn For a moment, a second, a damned micron They thought it was pointless, a habit to be torn In their eyes the glow faded and dimmed Their embrace unclenched, they step't out for a swim They said for a moment, that moment thus spent "Is it not to be, my love, princess?" "No, my heart, my life, it isn't." Thunder failed, fires paled and banked Storms rolled back, to join their ranks The sun shone watery, clear, pale We all rejoiced to see it fail Yet when came night the dark, the cold He stepped to their kingdom, arms out, to hold His eyes glowed again, eager for dark eyrie His blood tingled for her sweet evil sincer'ty He waited but briefly, even brief too much Two days too long even without her touch He crashed out to find her, his life, dark love He swept about, caught in morass, in mud Where did she go, she left, departed She said they were safer, alone, thus parted The waves crashed down, destroyed the kingdom Time smoothed the sand, waited for the new one A drum of rain on window pane A streak of tears, of dripping rain A power melted, now cool, urbane A life now gone, now leeched, now strained A slipping sliding treach'rous lane A fading, ripping, tearing, pain A spectat'r watches, smiles, blames A future deprived, no glory... Mundane.