Lyre & Strife (Ancient Tale Autumn Track)

Sing me anything you can use to feed me
So I can be full of all your blood, divine
Half from gods, but half of mine
Prince, barefeet and lonely eyes

Unseen warrior, up to death for memory
But perfumes of this Earth for me
Keep us safe, far from war, no glory or fate
Wretched died, still thinking of your smile

There I remember the land where we'd always chase the figs
Then I would call you my hero, an oath just for my dreams, so

Lay me down close to your chest
Put down the spear, make me breathe
We won't have to be the kings and
Get rid of all the burning fields
We may die in, still we rewrite
What we are, the lyre and strife

Stuck, tears leaking down all our shapes, and
Nothing will ever get to break these gates
My name, laced on your to find revenge
Undying, one, we loved and died

So hold tight your blade, quite somehow as smooth as your old house
We make this noise way less loud than words we ever sang for us, and

Lay me down close to your chest
On my tears, watch over me
Nothing dies as long as we see
Get rid of all this bleeding page
The biggest myth time will mind
Is how we lived in lyre and strife

Because more than three thousand years ago
I see two boys laughing of a love that'd be for evermore
Just one ash to blend their lives
Still echoing beyond the years
In the music of a lyre