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the cruxshadows – monument lyrics

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i never wrote you a love song
somehow words could not express what i needed to say
and so i never wrote you a love song
and now it’s much, much too late ’cause you’ve gone away

but i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and i’ll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me

so i wish that i’d had written you a love song
and somehow you understood what it feels to be me
becuase the angel loves the sprite forever
and does it unconditionally

but i will build this monument
to remember all the love we once had
and i’ll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
i swear i never stopped loving you with everything i am
and it hurts so much to think you stopped loving me
you stopped loving me

i met a lady in the meads
full beautiful — a faery’s child;
her hair was long, her foot was light,
and her eyes were wild.

i made a garland for her head,
and bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
she look’d at me as she did love,
and made sweet moan.

i set her on my pacing steed,
and nothing else saw all day long;
for sideways would she lean, and sing
a faery’s song.

she found me roots of relish sweet,
and honey wild, and manna dew;
and sure in language strange she said,
‘i love thee true.’

she took me to her elfin grot,
and there she wept and sighed full sore,
and there i shut her wild wild eyes
with kisses four.

and there she lulled me asleep,
and there i dream’d — ah! woe betide! —
the latest dream i ever dreamt
on the cold hill side.

i saw pale kings, and princes too,
pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
they cried — ‘la belle dame sans merci
hath thee in thrall!’

i saw their starved lips in the gloam
with horrid warning gaped wide,
and i awoke, and found me here
on the cold hill side.

and this is why i sojourn here,
alone and palely loitering;
though the sedge is wither’d from the lake,
and no birds sing.

- the cruxshadows lyrics

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