A thousand loves
A thousand years
For each love lost
A thousand tears
My dear
My goddess
You who was born in light
Elegant enchanting
Elizabeth
And I
Your silver knight
Out of spite to the worst
Shall soon shatter this curse
And live our days in death
Our lifetime of bliss
In our abyss
Satisfaction in our last breath
And though your grace
Has not changed my face
I bear this burden with you
And soon after years
Hundreds of thousands of tears
We bid our life adieu
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 10:18 PM UTC
A thousand loves
A thousand years
For each love lost
A thousand tears
My dear
My goddess
You who was born in light
Elegant enchanting
Elizabeth
And I
Your silver knight
Out of spite to the worst
Shall soon shatter this curse
And live our days in death
Our lifetime of bliss
In our abyss
Satisfaction in our last breath
And though your grace
Has not changed my face
I bear this burden with you
And soon after years
Hundreds of thousands of tears
We bid our life adieu
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