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Lit by the stars, she came as would a dream On velvet wings, so celestial Beneath the pearl white moonlight I saw her in the sky And as the sun set below the edge of the world I saw a divine panorama The night sky, full of sorrow and majesty I see I long for the night to be gone And the day to return In this sorrow I burn.... In the dark of the night I see her there In the absence of light I feel her stare She will not be the one to set me free She returns to torture me When I close my eyes I cannot escape The dying eyes in her beautiful face I am locked in silence though I want to scream When I am forced to dream Like an ice-cold fire she dwells within Freezing and burning my heart all at once And oh, how the darkness bleeds its way Into my fragile soul And the shadows of the past Are reflecting in the mirror These eyes, saw her die Beneath an ebony sky Now depression settles in And it dwells beneath my skin In this miserable life I long only to die And my dear Gabriella, she appears in the stellar Light that shines upon the pale creation Resting in the autumn night My angel of depression, I am sure that she was sent down By the heavens to destroy my mind, my heart, my soul She has And in the dark of the night I see her there In the absence of light I feel her stare She will not be the one to set me free She returns to torture me When I close my eyes I cannot escape The dying eyes in her beautiful face I am locked in silence though I want to scream When I am forced to dream
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
Dying Eyes
Lit by the stars, she came as would a dream On velvet wings, so celestial Beneath the pearl white moonlight I saw her in the sky And as the sun set below the edge of the world I saw a divine panorama The night sky, full of sorrow and majesty I see I long for the night to be gone And the day to return In this sorrow I burn.... In the dark of the night I see her there In the absence of light I feel her stare She will not be the one to set me free She returns to torture me When I close my eyes I cannot escape The dying eyes in her beautiful face I am locked in silence though I want to scream When I am forced to dream Like an ice-cold fire she dwells within Freezing and burning my heart all at once And oh, how the darkness bleeds its way Into my fragile soul And the shadows of the past Are reflecting in the mirror These eyes, saw her die Beneath an ebony sky Now depression settles in And it dwells beneath my skin In this miserable life I long only to die And my dear Gabriella, she appears in the stellar Light that shines upon the pale creation Resting in the autumn night My angel of depression, I am sure that she was sent down By the heavens to destroy my mind, my heart, my soul She has And in the dark of the night I see her there In the absence of light I feel her stare She will not be the one to set me free She returns to torture me When I close my eyes I cannot escape The dying eyes in her beautiful face I am locked in silence though I want to scream When I am forced to dream
I write a lot of late night ghost love songs.
xan-abyss
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
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