Sleeppy

on

Beautiful spell, the night out of the veil

Beautiful curse, her scent on the air

Terrible truth, she is far away

Out of, out of touch… Farewell… Farewell

Demonic night, the sun with no light

My heart without a beat

I refused to repeat

No more…

I cut my self with your angelic gaze

Blood runs without a trace

The emptiness in waiting

The terrible shades of loving…

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