By Fallen Angel Slave of Music
I dream of a valley made of gravewhom bodies are for those soul are trapped
Imagine the city filled with blood
The sky who murdered all the starsand the moon who once bold in nature
Now sorrowed, drowned and thorned
Those eyes i see every night
Makes me fell my knees and pray in peace
For those I saw was as dead a blackI wish I could draw his heart
So I would stitch the part where it was ripped apart
To the ripper been cursed for so long
You made already to much pain in the heart
Now its time for your burial , I'll mourn for you
Wear your bloody gown for its your end of time
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