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Author: Dark Enchanted
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Reviews: 5 - Published: 02-22-04 - Updated: 02-22-04 - id:1532966
Her shadow appears on the midnights doom
The moon strangles as the days of dreams
No cries now for the sight of her lost
Fear to the desire of the cradle remains

She weeps to the divine creatures above
Our light shone cold and near
Temple erode with the mouths created
To tell the shadows of our whispering fears

She walks on the water of the blood last spilled
Free this world from its pain
The light of the temple so true and misfortunes
Our churches go up in flames

Lay with the doom of the day so soon
They steal the set of the night we bleed
Save the mists upon the wall
Her soul speaks so loud and clean

Doom took me there with the midnights last stare
Lay me to with the sound of sleep
Corrupt to prayer the sight of her own
Never to care but the devils last keep

Blood arose with my look to scold
Teaching the right of god
Try and take this life to so long
Away in our shadows dream

Awakened by the nightmare with the snow so cold
Lay with the dream of the deep
In the heart a serpine dreams and despair
In our time of need

We weep on the ground with heavens above
Die was the sound of the horror
As the wind in her hair of the night to scold
We see the gods of death to share

Took the reason to mind
By the lantern we see and the day was black with red
The site of murder of the lovers last rot
With me I bleed to rest

My mind it shatters by the glass of our god
Our mouths covered from the truth of the book
Dreaming in reality so hard and real
Be the one we call of the midnights look

Lying your ways to the gates you wish
Damned the plead of forgiving love
Watch your mouth bleed every step
From the rose you gave above

Watch me stay from hells you scare
From the devil and light I stay
Away from the torture you belong with me
To my every wishing day

We walk the path of our suffering
Never realize your day of death
Fogs that bring doom us now
You are in your state of depth

I hope that one day you may realize
We are no longer living so free
Damned to the hells of your mind in clear
To you ever single need



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