Mass Undergoe
Until Everence
Can you ever imagine
A love so cherished
That it's flavour would last
No longer than you could ever chew it?
You have been so fragile
I fear you might have perished
When I made you an outcast
Doubting the true fit.
But could you think it possible
To sustain a lust so great
That blood continue to boil
Long past our eyes growing cold?
Well you have been so amassable
A collection of the late
Apologies but they will not ever spoil
Long past our eyes growing bold.
But it never was to me she spoke.
Her hands would tremble because her heart was broken.
But it never was to me she spoke, when she looked at me and said,
Can you ever imagine, a love so revered it would die with us?
But it was already dead. It had died with us.
But can you ever imagine words so haunting they would die with me?
From Letras Mania