The golden peace and the silver war
Fall into the place of forevermore
From beyond the days of eternity
There comes a time of uncertainty
And in that time of never ever
An emptiness there was to sever
From her wrist fell a silver trinket
Covered now with a snowy blanket
In an age where love leaves no trace
Pain and torment woven upon spider lace
Where bronze wrath and chaos rule
Under a devious man much too cruel
But even here may live a butterfly kiss
And a hopeful heart with but one wish
She must find even one bit of true love
In this dark hour, saved by stars above
Should it be quite in her fate to fail
The darkness will surely tip the scale
But if this small love is at last found
The kindness in the world can rebound
She stumbled along in early frost
To regain that which she had lost
And rested on a long forgotten shore
The golden peace and the silver war
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