Forever young in a ground so cold The splendour of your death still fresh to behold
In your neck an open wound To spawn life into our Love And to feed the creatures of our world
We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love Which condemned us to forever fly alone
We have experienced an aged potion The wine of life which stole uz light May we gather again and be as one And to forever relish in the twin joys
As we taste from the poisoned gift of love
Forever young in a ground so cold The splendour of your death still fresh to behold
Our legend is a sin in tongues To eternal sleep, to trance we belong We are now but an empty glance Palid is your state of grace
To eternal sleep we belong Feeling the rapture of the world Beneath the violence of this curse From the poisoned gift of love
Once I asked you to fly Tonight I recreate the vow: Donot fail to love Me as I have failed to die With you...
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