I, death and her.

18 Jul 2009

·dr7key

She doesn’t know about the secret Of the permanent joy underground She doesn’t know that I and death [Pause, scream] Gave to the roses a new meaning of hatred Gave to the thorns a new meaning of tenderness Gave to the alive a date to celebrate together And gave her what she never dreamt to own [Pause, wonder what?] The blue wings when the moon is asleep The ring of her immortal lover in the wedding The key to a new heart in the divorce of … Her soul and body forever!

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