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Encased.
I disgrace my name,
Fill my face with my shame.
And salty tears rush down my face...
As I take my danger from this place.
You meet me at gates, oh-so distant and gold.
We embraced in the doorway, the last soul I'd ever hold.
Recieved by only me, your hands on my hips.
Begotten by just me, your lips on my lips.
Previously decided, I'd stay only a day.
So the following morn, I just flew away.
And with the faint flicker of our last kiss,
I dove into Hell, stuck in pure bliss.
You see only my coffin, laying open upon the floor...
And all I can feel is you shutting the door.
Fill my face with my shame.
And salty tears rush down my face...
As I take my danger from this place.
You meet me at gates, oh-so distant and gold.
We embraced in the doorway, the last soul I'd ever hold.
Recieved by only me, your hands on my hips.
Begotten by just me, your lips on my lips.
Previously decided, I'd stay only a day.
So the following morn, I just flew away.
And with the faint flicker of our last kiss,
I dove into Hell, stuck in pure bliss.
You see only my coffin, laying open upon the floor...
And all I can feel is you shutting the door.
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