In the glow of the August moon
when silents falls upon the city
as the chapel bell does chime midnight
I stand by your graveside waiting for you
I hear you pounding within the coffin
hear you're rage, the screams to get out
come my love arise, I call in a dominating tone
and do uncover soil to get to your wooden prison
Lifting the lid of your casket
you just leap into my arms
my love, we will be married soon
in the glow of the August moon
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
In the glow of the August moon
when silents falls upon the city
as the chapel bell does chime midnight
I stand by your graveside waiting for you
I hear you pounding within the coffin
hear you're rage, the screams to get out
come my love arise, I call in a dominating tone
and do uncover soil to get to your wooden prison
Lifting the lid of your casket
you just leap into my arms
my love, we will be married soon
in the glow of the August moon
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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