To hate, I need not try;
A gleam within mine eye.
I only know,
To make you go,
That I must make you die.
Your life I need to reave;
Your head I make to cleave.
I only know,
To make you go,
That I must MAKE you leave.
Darkness o’er my heart,
Our sweet love made so tart.
I only know,
To make you go,
That we must finally part.
My love has turned to hate;
No happiness as of late.
I only know,
To make you go,
That I shall seal your fate.
You’ve refused to bend;
Our love can never mend;
I only know,
To make you go,
That we must finally end.
