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LAST NOVEMBER

Carving curses in her skin
Ragged chasms where the razor rends
Her mordant tears will never wash away
Self imposed thorns hold her close
To the heart of the ghost
At home in her lonely grave

There is no peace of mind
Jagged steel and piece of twine
Stitching back together
Dreams of last November

Drowning in a crimson pool
That�s left behind by the mourning fool
She can�t help but write with a poisoned wish
Stories of my frosted ghast
Visions steeped in the past
My last words tattooed on her flesh

There is a strain of mind
Haggard shroud and piece of twine
Wrap our hearts together
Buried last November

NO MORE broken promises
Mourners gather to celebrate
Our passing and desecrate
The memory of us
Do you remember?

NO MORE goodnight kisses
Becoming grievers that dissipate
The masses will terminate
The memory of us
Come last November

THE SILENCE IS DEAFENING
screaming across the abyss
LIKE THE WHIMPER OF A SCREAM
on the crux of a broken dream

The possession of her muse
Deadly as my madness and abuse
But I can�t help but to haunt so much
Gone are those nights of cleansing flame
Love and hate all the same
Cherish this love song of rust

There is no peace of mind
Jagged steel and piece of twine
Stitching back together
Dreams of last November

NO MORE broken promises
Mourners gather to celebrate
Our passing and desecrate
The memory of us
Do you remember?

NO MORE goodnight kisses
Becoming grievers that dissipate
The masses will terminate
The memory of us
Come last November

There is a strain of mind
Haggard shroud and piece of twine
Wrap our hearts together
Buried last November

NO MORE broken promises
Mourners gather to celebrate
Our passing and desecrate
The memory of us
Do you remember?

NO MORE goodnight kisses
Becoming grievers that dissipate
The masses will terminate
The memory of us
Come last November