Skin so cold, eyes so red
My body is tense, eyes full of dread
It doesn't matter what you said
You might as well bite me and leave me for dead
I do not sense you near
Yet sight and sound tell me you are here
You are not soulless; you only hide behind fear
There can be no sense of balance
If there is only silence
It is strange, our parlance
Yet we dance to the same cadence
So this is our trance?
To which we dance
Is this the time where we stab our hearts out, spill blood on the lance?
Or is this the time we reach out and risk our love's chance?
To your brother I wished freedom from strife
For him to know after this was a better life
And I cried as he breathed his last breath
I cried for him as he passed into death
Trust is all I ask
It is all that will get us through this task
Hiding behind the mask
In freedom of expression, my people do bask
I turn to you and our eyes meet
Avian gold and Cobriana red, I avert my gaze to my feet
Afraid to gaze into those eyes
Under that look, many have met their demise
You tilt my chin and I see in your eyes, a plea
How many more deaths and wars must we see?
Before all that is, will be
I love you.
I know…
There shall be no woe
No heads shall hang low
No longer are we two a foe
Our cultures shall mix, cobra, hawk, serpiente, and crow
I love you.
I know…