There's a lonely God out there
Who sits atop a silver throne.
Her body's bare
Her frame all bone.
She sits and dreams of time
And merry days,
Holds tight a glass of wine
And I have known her ways
And loved her
For the truth she told.
For what we share
Time could never hold.
She held the ace of hearts
And I the king.
We knew our parts
Lies were another thing
Truth the bond
Which kept us fond
Of immortality.