queen of hearts
What strange hands in the game
Where the heart betrays the face
No more a fool in vain
But one that fell from grace
Like segues to a requiem
He waits for a change
In silent harmonies he dreams
In colors of orange
Close your eyes, close your eyes
The sun's a fire and burns its night
Lesser stars they fill the skies
More the madness more the fright
Proud willows crown the beaten brow
Refrained by murders of crows below
Cold was the heart swift was the blow
The head was bloody and yet not bowed
The queen of hearts throws her cards
Keeps her winnings counts her loss
Heals the wounds never the scars
Here's the effect, where's the cause?
Saigo
