Heavens doors they rise and they open for me.
They close and again they rise above me.
rise above me as they will
Never ever shall they shut still
Shall they kill me in the eve of this night
shall they rise above blight
shall they die in vien
or is it just i who shall remain
shall i rise above all
or die below the stall
must i live in this neil and cold world
or
will i rise in all this world
shall you kill me
shall i allow that
may i have a say in this all
may it be that i die in this stall
can i live in vain and dispair
shall these nightmares i bare
all the days of my life
shall this be my blight
the darkness it calls me
no my soul
does it
should it
could it
can i
live this wicked life, so call it love
or must it be true all that only you ensue
must i live this wicked thing
or will my god take me
no nae
too much pleasure it place on thea.
allow this nomore will i
not this night
not anymore.
2006-08-15
21:54:26
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CYNDIITA
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