Nightmare Undead (The)
A Perfect Tragedy [2] : However Deeply Buried She May Be
The pursuit of my dying lust for love has rendered me superfluousAnd the distance from an angel to rescue me from this hell has grown exponentiallyThe ever increasing thoughts have circled around in my headThe damned expire in wait as the softest emotions fade to blackI can hate what you've done to meA perfect rendition of tragedyAnd you inhibit me againThe devolution of an "angelic" whoreHowever deeply buried she may beThe silence breaks through into atrophyAn endlessly burning hole in my sanityThe ultimate betrayl of the massesMy heart broken into the smallest piecesIf I hear one more word from your mouth I will die, all over againThe pursuit of my dying lust for love has rendered me superfluous, inanimate, a shell of a manThe distance from an angel to rescue me from this hell has grown exponentiallyI will die all over againThe scars, from this; our lives, are what make up cannot hideWhat smiles cannot concealDead silence fallsRepentance is no worry for the damnedLetras de cancionesYou wont hear from me again my lovePlease give me plaguesGive me all but the sound of your voiceIts dulling sweetness buries me insideAnd in a blood filled paradiseNot even razors can remove these memories from me
From Letras Mania