Paroles de Entry Number 161914 Pain
In the twilight of morning, I rest my weary eyesThe benefits of the night's bounty are many, my soul has been redeemed
I miss my love tonight, hiding behind the figure I cannot bear to face
That of a dead prophet
And his beast of burden
Skin - soft and white
Eyes - fire and ice
Just as I recall no longer than nine-score
She's a feast from the gods
Fit for a prince
Her stature set in blackness
Behold my cold embrace
Those left alone will be alone
My mortal heart shall beat again
Like it did ten-thousand years ago
I will have her...she is mine
Rise of the sun....my test of time
When shadows fall on unholy ground
It's time to....sleep(feast) again
Forbidden blood can only taste this sweet Now, I am the one crucified
By desire.....
For her mortal soul, I would give my own
Entitlement for her sins alone
But that is not the nature of the beast
I am denied
I will have her...she is mine
Rise of the sun....my test of time
When shadows fall on unholy ground
I will make her mine...
In time
Now I must sleep
Paroles powered by LyricFind
