hybrid87
12/03/09, 06:16 PM
I watched you last night. In the dream.
Sad. Dead.In fatal hall, the idyll of flowers,
on high hearse in agony candles,
ready to give up my life as a sacrifice.
I didn't cry no. I stood spellbound in the
fatal hall, full of beautiful death, suspecting
that the clear dark eyes from which my life shined lighter.
Everything , everything is dead: her eyes, hands and breath,
all that despair wanting your revive the dead horror,
passion and pain, In the fatal hall thoughts of gray.
Everything , everything is dead: her eyes, hands and breath,
all that despair wanting your revive only
your hair was still alive, and its said to me
don't worry! In death you dream.
Sad. Dead.In fatal hall, the idyll of flowers,
on high hearse in agony candles,
ready to give up my life as a sacrifice.
I didn't cry no. I stood spellbound in the
fatal hall, full of beautiful death, suspecting
that the clear dark eyes from which my life shined lighter.
Everything , everything is dead: her eyes, hands and breath,
all that despair wanting your revive the dead horror,
passion and pain, In the fatal hall thoughts of gray.
Everything , everything is dead: her eyes, hands and breath,
all that despair wanting your revive only
your hair was still alive, and its said to me
don't worry! In death you dream.