martes, 15 de mayo de 2012

Lovers at the fall.



Lovers at the fall.

The wind blows across the distance…
silent song of those who stare,
and beneath the starry sky of midnight
all the promises are made.
A kiss of bitter, a tender spell,
the hug of the goddess, the blessed hell.

Stories are told about the lovers,
but the truth changes every day,
and as they grow harder in affection…
perfection deceives, corrupts their way.
Creeping darkness on their shoulders,
illusions fading in deception.

Surrounding lies will come to tickle,
the shattered world would be enough,
but in despair on arms of friends and people,
the truth will die… at lovers fall.
A zip of poison running over,
a heart to drown in lonely words.

(…)

Sorrowful nights will come to shackle,
doubts will spread in bloody roar,
and as the cracks wide at every falling…
a heart will break and grind the core.
No more love and no more clapping,
the eyes will shut for never see.

Selfish thoughts will come to existence
to keep the pride while pride is lost.
No more dazzling dazzle over kisses!
There’s nothing left when trust is gone.
And beneath the starry sky of midnight…
the distance won, the lovers fall.

Wind blows across the distance…
the silent song of those who stare,
and beneath the starry sky of midnight
all the promises are made.
A kiss of bitter, a tender spell,
the hug of the goddess, the blessed hell.

-Lovers at the fall-

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