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"La Belle Dame Sans Merci"



      Many years ago I learned
      That feelings must be ever spurned.
      The tears I shed have long since dried,
      But the guilt is carried deep inside.
      My sister’s death was caused by me,
      Because of that I am not free.
      I am La Belle Dame sans merci.

      I have loved and laughed and cried.
      I have weaknesses and pride.
      I feel pain and, yes, regret,
      But that is something I can’t let
      The others who are by my side
      See for fear.. it’s suicide.
      All section is afraid of me.
      I am La Belle Dame sans merci.

      I’ve killed again so many times,
      That no more chills run up my spine.
      I’ve learned to swallow feelings so
      That no emotion dares to show.
      When I see death so frequently
      There’s no more pity left in me.
      I am La Belle Dame sans merci.

      So look at me and tell me true,
      What would any of you do
      When faced with horrors I have eyed
      From terrorists the whole world wide?
      Take my place and you will see
      You’d be La Belle Dame sans merci!


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