If ever your road should lead... To Willowbreeze... Do not linger... When the roses are in bloom. [Verse 1] At Willowbreeze where roses climbed The old stone garden wall, There served a quiet servant boy... Who answered every call. A young lord ruled with pride and spite, His temper swift as flame. The servants bowed when Derrick passed... And lowered still their gaze. [Chorus] And so he swore... And so he swore... That Lord of Willowbreeze. Though blood may fade... And years may pass... Vengeance never sleeps. [Verse 2] One summer's day the garden bloomed, The sun was warm above. The roses watched in silence there... As red stained leaf and glove. No soul can tell what words were said. No eye recalls the blow. By dusk one heart had ceased to beat... One servant fled alone. [Lute & Cello Interlude] [Verse 3] The seasons turned, the ivy climbed, The halls grew still with dust. They laid the young lord in the earth... As every body must. Yet travellers speak in hushed old tones When summer days appear. They say a shadow walks the grounds... Still searching... Year by year. [Chorus] And so he swore... And so he swore... That Lord of Willowbreeze. Though flesh may fail... And kingdoms fall... Vengeance never sleeps. [Verse 4] The servant crossed a thousand roads, Yet never lost the trail. For some old debts are carved in stone... And some refuse to fail. The roses bloom each summer still, As bright as they have been. But those who pass through Willowbreeze... Say the roses... still bleed. [Final Chorus] And still he walks... And still he walks... That Lord of Willowbreeze. The roses bloom... The roses bleed... Where old blood feeds the trees. And still he hunts... And still he waits... Beneath those ancient leaves. For blood once spilled... In summer's rose... Vengeance... Never sleeps. [Outro] The roses bloom... For everyone... But only one... Still bleeds... For him.
