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The Shadow Of Callisto
The clutches that bound thee
The hooks that hold thee
The agony to loose thy self
Says" be a statue
And marry me"...
The love i once fought for
The soul that i cared for
The blistering dazzled star dust
That i once danced upon
Says "have i been here before?"
The feiry cold night of loneliness
Succumbed by pitch black vacuumness
And all there is left..
Is you and your cold blooded hands
Dipped in black.
What if i don't want to be a statue
What if i don't want to be a murderer
What if i don't want to be dead alive
What if, its only in me?..
All i want now is to dance ...
as i danced before,
Above the stars ...
but, not all that close.
And till then, i roam
Second to second
Minute to minute
Oo hear me closely when i say
Death is near
'The death of oneself and all with it'.
The hooks that hold thee
The agony to loose thy self
Says" be a statue
And marry me"...
The love i once fought for
The soul that i cared for
The blistering dazzled star dust
That i once danced upon
Says "have i been here before?"
The feiry cold night of loneliness
Succumbed by pitch black vacuumness
And all there is left..
Is you and your cold blooded hands
Dipped in black.
What if i don't want to be a statue
What if i don't want to be a murderer
What if i don't want to be dead alive
What if, its only in me?..
All i want now is to dance ...
as i danced before,
Above the stars ...
but, not all that close.
And till then, i roam
Second to second
Minute to minute
Oo hear me closely when i say
Death is near
'The death of oneself and all with it'.
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