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What Should I Write?
What should I write with words tonight?
Should I write that demons dance in flight?
Maybe the stars are no longer in the sky
But, that would only tell a lie
Don't be silly the stars never left the heavens
Although I'm sure I saw a dragon with heads of seven
Those around can't see the end has come
Yet Satan has put my heart under her thumb.
Remember the days that my life was love
Now the winds have made me void of
So passionate was her smile
Now, nothing could be more vile
Through such a tiny void he came
Before long I was the one to blame
Upon the sultry eyes I never laid
All the cards had done been played
Search hard for the fiery grave
Each day is such a close shave
A gentle knock on the doors of death
Screaming impatiently for the final breathe
They all doubt that death will show it's head
I can assure that I will soon be dead
Tomorrow's light is not my friend
Nothing more glorious than the end
Oh the miles she rode upon her back
As my nights went to a deeper black
A few short days from now
And the last rows I shall plow
From the earth will come no seed
The heavens did make the heart bleed
At the days end there will be no harvest
Words spoke louder and louder that I do not jest
As the page turns
And the hearts burn
Layer the clouds ever so thick
Never more have I been so sick
Make the bed upon the hill
And lay the love upon the seal
To the fool it may seem to bend
Yet only one prayer needs to send
The arms will pull close tonight
Finally an end to the horrific fright
Give it all the final seed
For, in pain her heart will bleed.
Should I write that demons dance in flight?
Maybe the stars are no longer in the sky
But, that would only tell a lie
Don't be silly the stars never left the heavens
Although I'm sure I saw a dragon with heads of seven
Those around can't see the end has come
Yet Satan has put my heart under her thumb.
Remember the days that my life was love
Now the winds have made me void of
So passionate was her smile
Now, nothing could be more vile
Through such a tiny void he came
Before long I was the one to blame
Upon the sultry eyes I never laid
All the cards had done been played
Search hard for the fiery grave
Each day is such a close shave
A gentle knock on the doors of death
Screaming impatiently for the final breathe
They all doubt that death will show it's head
I can assure that I will soon be dead
Tomorrow's light is not my friend
Nothing more glorious than the end
Oh the miles she rode upon her back
As my nights went to a deeper black
A few short days from now
And the last rows I shall plow
From the earth will come no seed
The heavens did make the heart bleed
At the days end there will be no harvest
Words spoke louder and louder that I do not jest
As the page turns
And the hearts burn
Layer the clouds ever so thick
Never more have I been so sick
Make the bed upon the hill
And lay the love upon the seal
To the fool it may seem to bend
Yet only one prayer needs to send
The arms will pull close tonight
Finally an end to the horrific fright
Give it all the final seed
For, in pain her heart will bleed.
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