Tisdag
Mystified by the beauty, does the hunter pity his pray?
Under starlit skies all love must die and fade away
Take my hand, defy the damned
Make a stand, seize the day
Oh, yours or mine, damned or divine
Draw the line, come what may
Looking down from ethereal skies
Silent crystalline tears I cry
For all must say their last goodbye
To paradise...
trodde aldrig jag skulle gilla dom, men omg.. det gör jag! ;D
Under starlit skies all love must die and fade away
Take my hand, defy the damned
Make a stand, seize the day
Oh, yours or mine, damned or divine
Draw the line, come what may
Looking down from ethereal skies
Silent crystalline tears I cry
For all must say their last goodbye
To paradise...
trodde aldrig jag skulle gilla dom, men omg.. det gör jag! ;D
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