Did you find me, did you find me
In those silver-wrapped dreams of yours?
Did you hear sound of angels
Knocking on your door?
Or constant storms of invasion
Screaming through the glass
And I'll be there waiting
With my widows en masse.
She took your hand and went down
To the crowds of crows wailing
And you weeped like never before
As your tender eyes froze.
So beat me up and turn me down
Dunk me in the river and turn around
As your fate lines up your face
And wraps you in lace-
Black lace.
You walked out of the steam
And saw your reflection in the blood
Did you forget that this is a stupid dream and that your new life was a dud.
You devils better beat me up and turn me down
Dunk me in the river and turn around
As my fate lines up to my face
And wraps me in...
Black lace.
Hell-bent widow.
Black magic woman.
Haunted shaman.
Disturbed angel.
She'll wrap you up and wreck your world with black lace.
Black lace.
The dark side of poetry is too much fun. ;)