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Liquid Gold
Every second I spend with you
Is like a drop of Liquid Gold
Slowly dripping
Slowly escaping
Into the infernal Pool of Time
Until my time with you is up
And I must leave you once again
Until my happiness is taken away
And I must feel true pain once more
Why can’t the dripping come to a halt
Whenever I’m with you
So that I may be with you forever
Finally and forever
Why can’t this vase be mended
This vase of Liquid Gold
No mortal hands may stop it
Stop it from escaping
Into the infernal Pool of Time
This vase is evil
This vase is cursed
For nothing good can do such things
Nothing pure can possibly exist
While playing out such a deed
Taunting me
Spiting upon my face
Allowing only a glimpse of you
Too little and far apart
When shall this vase be mended
This vase of Liquid Gold
This cursed vase of Liquid Gold
Slowly dripping
Slowly escaping
Into the infernal Pool of Time
When shall it be healed
When shall it be mended
When shall the dripping stop
Finally and forever stop
And when shall I glimpse you again