A gift a shadow gift that I gave to you feed with selfish feelings growing night after night, like a divine offering… pain and blood, my offerings to revive your holy soil.
The black heart covered with poison, I don’t know how you can call this a “gift”… Don’t thank me, I stolen your dreams, drink your youth… I plant a dark seed in deepest place of your soul…
Like a vampire I can’t control my thirst… Unfair… Praying to this night extend her shadow mantle forever, I don’t want look my face after the sun raise.
My demons consume what remain of sanity in my mind. I beg you… Please forgive me I don´t have this right… heavy burden, too heavy…
Strange feeling of peace precedes the storm, now I can see with my own eyes a shadow flame inflame, dancing in my hurricane and the pure snow breeze in the icy fields of water…
The black heart covered with poison, I don’t know how you can call this a “gift”… Don’t thank me, I stolen your dreams, drink your youth… I plant a dark seed in deepest place of your soul…
Like a vampire I can’t control my thirst… Unfair… Praying to this night extend her shadow mantle forever, I don’t want look my face after the sun raise.
My demons consume what remain of sanity in my mind. I beg you… Please forgive me I don´t have this right… heavy burden, too heavy…
Strange feeling of peace precedes the storm, now I can see with my own eyes a shadow flame inflame, dancing in my hurricane and the pure snow breeze in the icy fields of water…
Pendezza, Anderson... Fallen Angel Chronicles
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