Scorpion flower, token of death... Curse the day, hail the night... Flower grown in the wild...
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
...make a wish
Breathe in escaping empty lines
swallow the moon shinning inside your eyes
make a wish
a single frozen wish
cry if you try
i can never let you lose your guide
through perception
rumors aside
skeletons bleeding walking handling nights and dreams
purchasing the sun and the stars falling appart
angels divide us and claim
between darkness underground lightning bolts
beside truth and freedom colision
there is only slave solitude and cold
borrow the name
scream in shame
glory never asks permission
when love let you in.
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