Fallacy

Deep in the Night my mind replays

phantom symphonies of yesterdays:

hollow vows by inconstant friends;

the songs their lies were written in

On sheaves of paper they'd inscribe

vows of acceptance line-by-line

In Love letters they'd swear to me

their hearts were mine eternally

"No Matter What" their pens would drip

until their paper mask of faith would rip;

then all their promises I once believed

were proven nothing more than fallacy

The fantasies they took such care to build

and all the hopeful dreams they instilled

(those twisted fangs of a serpent's kiss)

poisoned my heart when they abandoned it

But Loves never dies by faithless words:

it grows wings and flies as fast as birds;

leaving wyrm-tongued villains far behind

finding in faith that the venom is purified

So in the Night when my mind replays

those phantom symphonies of yesterdays

I seek those lessons taught by inconstant friends;

reprising the songs their lies were written in

All that's come before has helped me prepare

for those friends I'll find who will care

to call upon the Love I hold deep inside

singing a song to make my heart beat again

With special thanks to all the False, without whom I would not have been inspired to write this. Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar.