My Eyes Gleam Bright In The Twilight Of A Winter Vesper
The Air Is Crisp And The Trees Begin To Whisper
All I Hear Are Harrowing Screams Of Faded Memories
The Cadaver Begging For Redemption Upon His Knees
Prating To The Nocturnal, He Awaits His Reply
Lifting His Hands To The Darkened Sky
The Clouds Part And His Love Will Appear
One Last Kiss For Their One Fatal Fear
The Last Words To His Love, Curse Him
His Wicked Lie Dims The Light In His Eye
The Chance For Redemption Is Too Slim
Approaching Fast, He Sees Hells Brim
His Words Of Love Were Just A Lie
As She Cries He Wipes Her Tears
He Faces His Judgement With One Final Sigh
He Spreads His Arms As The Truck Nears
Death By Debacle Of No Other Caliber
Forever, The Sweet Scent Of Disaster Will Lure
The Unsuspecting, The Unforgiven
Will Always Be Drawn To Whats Uncertain
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