A Second of Eternity Good night, my friend, It's time to pray Endured the longest hour Of the shortest day. Death on our side And sun's gone away Children's dying screams By a foggy, tranquil bay. With lemonade And shattered dreams Fond sentiments Worn loose at the seams. The sky's a blur As the fog rolls in Romantic, happy thoughts Nary, but a sin. 'Tis but a blessing in disguise Or a curse in fancy attire It's you, I hate, my enemy But you that I desire. by sebastian raaphorst (vorpal^), 1997