A warning too late

People live and people die
we listen to the white lie
and cover our ears
with hands soaked in tears
wrists coated with blood
and darkened dried mud
groveling at the others feet
tasting the others lips, so sweet
neither brave enough to say
what each couldn't sum up in one day
but now it's too late
you took the devil's bait
a knife to each will strike you dead
and burning coals, your legs will tread
wondering why,
you would deny
the beautiful flowers
their joyful powers
that make us happy
listening to love songs that are sappy
look, I know this doesn't make sense
but really if you don't get it, you're dense
I'm telling you all plain and clear
love without eternity, ya hear?
Love isn't set in stone
or in white cracked bone,
it's a sort of sacrifice,
not a game of chance to roll the dice
listen here and listen well
again this story I will not tell
love not for eternity
and at peace, you will forever be.