love's the funeral of hearts, and an ode for cruelty. when angels cry blood on flowers of evil in bloom.. the funeral of hearts and a plea for mercy. when love is a gun, seperating me from you.
"kill me" - i cried and love said "no". "kill me!" - i cried and love said no..
for a moment the world turned it's back, and you let me come closer, thought the hearts were filled with fear for this dark secret love. oh let the world turn it's back and let me come closer though the hearts filled with fear for this love.
bļaģ..
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