Garden of Love

Garden of love

Oh my God, look at my world crumbling apart
As I chase the wind
My life -look at my life- what will I become
Where will I begin

My life is an utter mess. I'm about to loose everything and everyone.

I've chased the wind. I understand that now. But chasing the wind has ruined my cateer. It's like my world, the world that I created is falling apart, even as I speak.

What will become of me when they've overthrown me. What should I do? Will I be shifted sideways or am I to enjoy wizarding retirement?

I don't want to give up my post, but the people are demanding it. How can I disobey my people, the people that I represent.

My love -you are my love- thunder in my heart
May we never part
Each time I look into your eyes passion tear apart
All I though was right

My office, my one and only true love. I hear thunder strike in my heart as I think of the possibility that I might loose it. I love it so much.

So many great things happened there. I remember how Dolores squirmed under my touch as I took her on my desk. I remember the long nights I had there that were filled with passion. How good did it feel to feel Lucius around me. Lucius - the best lover I've ever had.

I remember each and every time we shagged when I walk into that office. To part with it seems rather cruel: no more Dolores; no more Lucius. Just the Mrs. at home. She just doesn't know how to satisfy a man as important as me. She doesn't understand the needs of a man in a position of power. She doesn't understand that such a man needs to exert that power. She wouldn't understand about Dolores, and she would understand even less about Lucius.

The rooms just make me crave for Lucius and -if he's not available- Dolores. I know that it isn't right, but it is happening.

Once a thousand words that could be heard one million miles
Crowded in my head, confusion filled my mind
Everybody searching for an answer to their prayer
We cling to what we know, the truth is never there

When Dumbledore said that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had returned I didn't believe him, I didn't want to believe him. I thought he was lying. I know better now.
I was fooled by my own lover, fooled by my lust for Lucius.

I prayed that it wasn't true, I prayed for guidance. None came. How could he judge a confused man? How can he judge me? I'm the Minister for Magic, for Merlin's sake.

In a way I saw all the signs, but I didn't want to pushed them away, I didn't want to believe. I cling to what is dear to me: my office, Lucius, Dolores... but there is no truth in them. All say something different and every single thing that they say isn't something that I like.