With Heavy Heart

Sometimes we must do things we do not wish to do. For the good of all, for the good of one, for the good of self, or others, or none. No matter the reason - some things must be done.

 

With Heavy Heart

 

And it is with heavy heart that I condemn thee

To the fores at which you despair

And it is with heavy heart that I condemn thee

To Hell on Earth with which nothing can compare

 

No matter my rue, it does not matter

For this is not mine to control

No matter my rue, it does not matter

For easy was my mind to cajole

 

And it is with heavy heart that I condemn thee

To the fores at which you despair

And it is with heavy heart that I condemn thee

To Hell on Earth with which nothing can compare