A White Dress

A white dress a figure at rest The grace of the west A white dress Elegant and built to impress A white dress forlorn and driven apart An empire in duress Bold hold and driven apart a white dress Grow old and heaven holds As man pulls asunder and driven apart The hand grows bold And driven apart The rhythm of a heart beat Grow cold as sleet Drifts down to the face of man Hands grow old Rhythmic heart beat Kill the king as lovers part As man summons the dark A white dress Feel the duress Systemic heart beat Grow cold, driven afar Love lost, heaven torn part Bold hold the rhythm of heart a white dress a figure at rest The grace of the white west A white dress An Elegant empress A white dress forlorn, torn apart empire in stress Bold hold, driven apart a white dress Empress Grow old, heaven holds man plunders driven apart And empire ageless Bold hold but driven apart Kill the king As lovers depart A white dress An Empire of Less