Judas Kiss ⋆˙ᝰ.ᐟ 2
Our love faded in the faraway mist Until the angels found it buried in a dusty grave whose plaque had golden words, ' I dried your tears in the folds of the years who outgave you like a slave ' My heart was chained to your blue devils to easily forget the glow of your presence, To keep silent infront of the angels who curse your name when I chant it " A melody of unhappiness of a low low spirit," It's wise to say, " there is nothin' left to save" Our love letters were turned to flames Our dreams were chocked to death by the wicked snakes Finding love was a lie I tell to a black sky, whose stars swear I was victimized By the green eyes of wonder and their gaze of thunder the warmth of a touch of tender that I chased every winter like a mad hunter Although no white sun has shone, all candles were blown even the plastic ones I'm here to stand, brave, in the face of this cold wave, Until a cursed day could erase your name.
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