For in her eyes
lie solemn cries
Irises of icey blue
With in her mind
You will find
Voices playing tunes
First, they sing
Last, they sting
Screaming, screaming
Hear them ring
They tell her lies and sprinkle truth
They lure her soul into the blue
Can you see her eyes
How they truly cry
Irises of icey white
Can you find
With in her mind
The answers of the night
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
For in her eyes
lie solemn cries
Irises of icey blue
With in her mind
You will find
Voices playing tunes
First, they sing
Last, they sting
Screaming, screaming
Hear them ring
They tell her lies and sprinkle truth
They lure her soul into the blue
Can you see her eyes
How they truly cry
Irises of icey white
Can you find
With in her mind
The answers of the night
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