turning around burning the ground it's shooting to know that i found my love exploring profound enjoying your sounds it's shooting to know that i found
Ton rire est une cascade dans laquelle je me baigne Un esource chamane quand j'ai le coeur qui saigne Ton rire est un torrent qui enfle le moment Une
we kiss the water king's hand We hear the one same name As the darker the land gets We never know, we never know We're fueling for the light Cascading
in love Licked his velvet gloved hand Cascade kissed his name Sad paper courtesan They knew him, just a man Cadence and Cascade Cadence and Cascade
the mind Daggers of stigmata lines of truth arise Bestial hoops and stillborn walls are magnified Cascade leviathan Dragging time, dismembered youth Cascade
in cascades Oh love-lorn victims Laughing in cascades Oh love-like liquid falling Falling, falling in cascades Oh love-lorn victims Laughing, laughing in cascades In cascades In cascades
Come down from your horse and run because the devil has taken possession of it. delusion is charming. seduction is near. we walk along roads of beauty
A flaming sword flashing back and forth to guard the way up to the hilltop. The guileful: "Afraid? You won't surely die. This is my promise in conjunction
Prickles falling from the world's crown in skies created by treachery. World! Where are your weapons? Where is your bravery? It is the unstoppable thunder
Bowed down with our faces to the ground we stand on a tower, thy children, waiting for the rain. Oh god, send us storm and thunder, to wash away all that
Oh please give me some of your great pride my king and let me give back the safety that I feel when I am with you. (I feel safe)
Am I meant to be a sinner or testifies it just of betrayal, to hang pictures on the wall of my own blood drawn history? Crowded! Surrounded! The judgement
With the back against a wall, eavesdropping the breath of anxiousness. With the eyes of a victim, mirroring a grin of the pleasure to kill. It is an end
Cover yourself in the night, because tonight is our final flush. Can you feel it? The blood that is pulsating in our fingers. What is love? What means
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I'm sobering up in cupid's ward tonight. Vacuum's bliss. Oxygen's masks. Back home: I'm writing this letter with broken arms. I'm running all these
(From Split w/Dramaqueen Hysteria) Love consumed. New order! Boy: "Hey, my name is promiscuity and I'd like to meet you, girl!" Girl: "I really don't
