Crimson Romance
Clasping your dying body to my chest.
I'm only drowning in your gasping breaths.
With torn garments you lay in my arms.
This is your last night.
This is the night we part.
This is the nightmare that comes true.
This is the last embrace.
Amass the requiem!
Amass the requiem!
Amass the requiem!
Amass the requiem!
My dying bride in black.
Shot down and strewn in your prime.
Our last words are only a retribution.
The womanly graces lie dormant.
Your heartbeat fades with every breath.
Sad eyes blackening as pupils dilate.
Give me your tongue dearest, so heaven will know the taste of despair.
The taste of despair!
















Comments
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No-one can believe what they are told... they cannot trust things that they do not know.
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No-one can believe what they are told... they cannot trust things that they do not know.
and yeah the poem too haha
i do vocals/guitar in a death metal band yaaay
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~ Russell
(ADD MY BAND @ MYSPACE.COM/CYANIDEDEATHWISHNC)
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No-one can believe what they are told... they cannot trust things that they do not know.
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