Requiem Waltz
The sweetest mark upon your list
Is your own seductive oh death wish
And god above no interventionist
Stands as you're strangled by the devil's fist
I took your head upon my chest
For a bitter sweet oh second
And how you tear away from it
And fade away into the abyss
There's a bad moon rising up the hill
Oh as you write your own will
Oh leave me be, there's nothing left
But a gaunt portrait of a masochist
Oh I hear witness to the deepest sadness
Housed within my breast.
Oh was your head upon my chest,
Did I dream you there, where my eyes amiss?
For the windowpane is cracked straight through,
Colored with mistake you can't see through.
Shine light on all the colors in you
And now I know what painted you
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