Letra de Arrowsmith's Fire
Wine laced love stained pages of verse Bound and forged by visions lore At the arrowsmith's fire Mind like a candle burningIn a masquerade of dumb eyes Scars of seasons passing All life comes to but one moments' Flickering heavy in the handSmooth to the thumb Patterns of fable, horn-crescent adorned Picture and pathway Framed in endless showTwixt the gaze and the eyelid's wink In a soft lit room with mellowing drink All life comes to but one moments Slippery touch