Jeremiah Saint - One Desire(C)
This fear is formed her gaze
She leaves me with nothing to say
I try too flee but there is no where to go
She pulls me deep into her void
And the demos sing
of there callous things
and chant for the end
is this just a dream
This is my one desire
the thing that I can never have
Her soul is a funeral pyre
that pulls me in
She is my one desire
She is the one I can never have
She holds my hands to the fire
yet I will will never grasp
I beat myself with the words I can never say
I dug myself a shallow grave
now I see I am just a shadow
in place thats far too light
I tried to stay but in the end
I returned to the night
This is my one desire
the thing that I can never have
Her soul is a funeral pyre
that pulls me in
She is my one desire
She is the one I can never have
She holds my hands to the fire
yet I will will never grasp
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A shallow grave
Jeremiah Saint - One Desire(C)
This fear is formed her gaze She leaves me with nothing to say I try too flee but there is no where to go She pulls me deep into her void And the demos sing of there callous things and chant for the end is this just a dream
This is my one desire the thing that I can never have Her soul is a funeral pyre that pulls me in She is my one desire She is the one I can never have She holds my hands to the fire yet I will will never grasp
I beat myself with the words I can never say I dug myself a shallow grave now I see I am just a shadow in place thats far too light I tried to stay but in the end I returned to the night
This is my one desire the thing that I can never have Her soul is a funeral pyre that pulls me in She is my one desire She is the one I can never have She holds my hands to the fire yet I will will never grasp
Reply