They say that you were born deaf That in your solemn reverance no evil words had passed into innocent ears But I know that you were a demon Hoping to torture me until my screams Were loud enough for you to hear... No I shant refuse your bed The age of innocence has abandoned me for a while And o'the pain you will cause me Can't compare with the bliss of knowing your murderous smile... Neither awake nor alive in your bosom Where I would kill even myself For the splendor of your face... - Christian Death |
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Death whispered an Angel's frozen breath Borne down by hoary wings a butcher's kiss a butcher's caress Where our shadow falls in tears Time turns voices into stone Where our shadow falls in tears Time turns voices into stone - Death in June |
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