Death's Cadence

The first flower,

That e'er I saw,

Was that of a lily fair,

The flower I saw so pale,

Under the light O' the moon.

The moon it shone o'er,

Shining seas, on flowers so pale and fair,

That flower I saw one summer's eve,

Was the last I e'er did see.

For the flower I saw going to my grave,

That flower so pale and fair,

The first flower I e'er did see,

Lay red with my own crimson blood.

That summer's eve I did depart,

This world so cruel, yet so fair,

My soul did descend to the heavn's,

Looking for a flower, so fair.

There I found no heav'n,

There I found no hell,

Only a sweet flower,

A flower so pale.

She looked at me,

With a smile,

So pure, so mild was she,

As she led my soul to it's rest.

That lily it saw my death,

Saw my killer strike me down,

In the graveyard where I mourn'd.