Another dream
The morning shades
Weak lights, strong effects
Poems not right, pictures of the death.
I fell there's no music
A lost world for me
I touch you, I fell everything
It's all I want.
A cold paradise seems perfect?
Nothing without you has perfection
A file of lifes to buy
But nothing interested me.
The eyes painting with oil
Not hypnotize yet
With a tear that calls soul.
Fallen angels take me to the heaven
But they just use the carcass
They don't need to hide
They don't find the face of the queen of the sin.
They found my wrist
Cuted me
My despair grunt
But I never said that would stop.
Let the tear of the pretty name goes away
Give your hand to my love
Be happy with me
Because I'll be the happiest with you.
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