Fallen From Grace

Thirty days of grace Before you see A more burdened look among my face Yes I have fallen from grace Can you see The burgundy upon my face? Seems I have fallen from grace I’m here Perhaps I’ll take a cowards way out Perhaps I’ll die Awaken later afterlife And wonder what it was about Kiss this mask of mystery Postponed fate To provide a flawless delivery Suffer for a finer conclusion The ending clause in my chivalry A dawn looked upon The dawn we are here to see A tragedy A romance Look after me And into the sun we will dance Only thirty days from grace Before you see A more burdened look Amongst my face