We start the war with beloved behind our backs
Not realizing their land is turning black
Running miles in order to save what’s lost
Not realizing the worthless cost
I watch as it all comes tumbling
While the beasts stomach is rumbling
A hero must always face an end
Relationships turned to desired death
Finding sanctuary within your lovers breast
Consolation turned to sour Blues
Wondering where the path was for you
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 4:09 PM UTC
We start the war with beloved behind our backs
Not realizing their land is turning black
Running miles in order to save what’s lost
Not realizing the worthless cost
I watch as it all comes tumbling
While the beasts stomach is rumbling
A hero must always face an end
Relationships turned to desired death
Finding sanctuary within your lovers breast
Consolation turned to sour Blues
Wondering where the path was for you
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