In the shade, darkened gaze, every color, it’s dismay / Arid sky, it turns to grey, threshold of desertion. / Crimson shards, take their shape, to infect each passageway / Penetrate them into space, there is no survival
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What a waste, deception hangs / In the balance, we create: Our only hope is the truth / A bitter fate, it satiates, primal and carnal, lost embrace / Turns the innocence to ruin
And so I beckon the seas / The clamor of voices wash over me / The crashing waves of hope, give labour to love / Makes a spiritual beggar that cries out to God
There’s blood on your hands and you’re trying to save me. / It’s your second chance, but you can’t reach me now. / You’ve done what you can with a kiss to betray me. / Ohh, so the story goes.
Another punch to the gut / Another three steps back / I swear it’s never ending / I should’ve never placed my bets on you