Sunday, July 22, 2007

A Diamond Ring Can Scar A Man For Life

Slipping on icy grounds, feeling fear
The cold, cold wind blows in my ear
Whispering of sad stories, tragic fairytales
Overwhelmed with lullabies and virgin sales

Are we falling?

Death lurks behind me waiting for me to freeze
Magnifying my lashes, multiplied by three
Abnormal behaviour is understandable indeed
By the way, I don’t recall promising to bleed

Are we falling?

Signs with skulls and crossbones are advising
When marksmen with bows and arrows are hiding
Themselves behind masks in the woods of sorrow
Creeping the passersby, these woods are hollow

Are we falling?

So cold, so very cold
So dark, so very dark
So old, so very old
So cark, so very cark
So mad, so very mad
So wet, so very wet
So glad, so very glad
If we had never ever met

We’re falling
We’re falling
We’re falling
...in love

We’re falling
We’re falling
We’re falling
...from the sky

We’re falling
We’re falling
We’re falling
...down

Overwhelmed by the thought of getting rid of you...

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