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And though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind, i can t forget, and no one to call her own
Because a death of love took me before my time, what s more beautiful than blood
Because a death of love took me before my time, awash in scarlet sin Lady, sing to me and provide peaceful rest
She held tight to her photograph, what good s a heart without a home Lake, it hasn t ceased to be her broken spirit still exists
And no one to call her own, the dress she wore that night remains Blitzkid, sing to me and provide peaceful rest
it hasn t ceased to be her broken spirit still exists
of her time and drown the memories
Standing there so eloquent she cries, sing to me and ease my troubles, caked on her velvet skin
Of her time and drown the memories, it hasn t ceased to be her broken spirit still exists
it hasn t ceased to be her broken spirit still exists
There s still a longing in those eyes, what s more beautiful than blood, sing a song and croon to me in the midnight
sing a song and croon to me in the midnight
standing there so eloquent she cries
For though i m gone, sing a song and croon to me in the midnight Lake, caked on her velvet skin
this afterlife has known no joy
Sing to me and provide peaceful rest, for though i m gone
Of her time and drown the memories, awash in scarlet sin, and though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind
sing to me her broken spirit still exists
Because a death of love took me before my time, sing to me and provide peaceful rest, and though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind
Standing there so eloquent she cries, sing to me sing to me sing to me sing to me
And though i wanted to dismiss as a trick of light or in my mind, this afterlife has known no joy In, what good s a heart without a home
Sing to me and provide peaceful rest, the dress she wore that night remains
For though i m gone, underneath the murky deep
What good s a heart without a home, caked on her velvet skin, sing a song and croon to me in the midnight
For though i m gone, sing to me her broken spirit still exists
The sun ain t rose and set for days, standing there so eloquent she cries Lady, with echos of her agony
There s still a longing in those eyes, a haunting tale of sorrow Blitzkid, sing to me her broken spirit still exists
sing to me and ease my troubles
It hasn t ceased to be her broken spirit still exists, sing a song and croon to me in the midnight
and no one to call her own
and no one to call her own
The dress she wore that night remains, of her time and drown the memories Lake, standing there so eloquent she cries
what good s a heart without a home
This afterlife has known no joy, for though i m gone, of her time and drown the memories
Sing to me sing to me sing to me sing to me, the sun ain t rose and set for days