The deadly fumes become her perfume being able to consume a heart and I assume you know that feel
The great vibes become a tribe of interlaced emotions sharp and strange like miserable happiness recruiting martyrs from mankind
A sharp look into the eyes of death and you’ll fall in love
As it takes you away into the dark enlightened shadows that represent nothing but a simple phrase of “I love you”
Angels of death called upon her as the queen of astonished souls
Supposedly surprised for they did not expect
That the beauty that lies behind her eyes was lethal
And lethal as glory, joy or pride I lay mine aside
And succumb to her ways that lead to intersecting war crafts and arsenal
Bombs of existential hypothesis like never before
And just like our earth governed by mass murderers mallesting our most intimate yet extrovert part of our body which is our minds
She is not the one causing damage
But I’m the one that lacks a damage control
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 5:32 PM UTC
The deadly fumes become her perfume being able to consume a heart and I assume you know that feel
The great vibes become a tribe of interlaced emotions sharp and strange like miserable happiness recruiting martyrs from mankind
A sharp look into the eyes of death and you’ll fall in love
As it takes you away into the dark enlightened shadows that represent nothing but a simple phrase of “I love you”
Angels of death called upon her as the queen of astonished souls
Supposedly surprised for they did not expect
That the beauty that lies behind her eyes was lethal
And lethal as glory, joy or pride I lay mine aside
And succumb to her ways that lead to intersecting war crafts and arsenal
Bombs of existential hypothesis like never before
And just like our earth governed by mass murderers mallesting our most intimate yet extrovert part of our body which is our minds
She is not the one causing damage
But I’m the one that lacks a damage control
In memory of our romantic martyrs...