the sun slowly falls away
i watched the clock take more life today
but it took nothing i would not regret
but it took nothing i would like to forget

like you

i found a heart
broken upon the ground
the name said it was mine
as was the blood spattered all around

what does it mean
when you start to scream
reaching for someone to tell them something
only to have it thrown back in your face to find that it means nothing

riding the winds into another dream of mine
gunning through a hell i never reckognized as mine
despite all of my fiendish designs
im nothing and no one and i cant define

so please my friend do go on
beside the solitude of your strings belongs a song
we may not be here tomorrow
but i hope

at least

we can share our sweet songs of sorrow

the voice of a king
in a garden of roses
thats what she called me
but no one can ever know this

a king in a bed of roses

a shadow silent and fighting hard chosen as an angels guard
but the angel will never no this

but she will feel his lips
when a chill wind caresses hers in a demons kiss

....save me....

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