THE IDES OF MARCH
Theodora "DocCovington" Roglev 


You feel the cold wind blowing
Sense the breath of death
On a winter's day
I wish I could have saved you
But now the time has come
To say our last good-bye 
A painful look into your eyes,
I watch the burning tears arise
Your way ends here on that cross
Tonight, on the Ides of March

Your precious light's been taken
Pierced by the nails
Driven thru your flesh
You were the best thing in my life
Still I never took the time
To make true love to you

The snow gently covers my skin
Releases me from the burden of my sins
The last battle has been fought
Tonight, on the Ides of March 
Hold on just a little longer
Until we pass the gate
Into eternity
Then we will be together
Share our love forever
You and me

Tonight, on the Ides of March
Tonight, on the Ides of March
Tonight, on the Ides of March