Billet Doux
الإنجليزية

كلمات Billet Doux

الألبومThe Art of Grief
السنة2000
النوعGotico
المدة3:52
اللغة الأصليةالإنجليزية
المشاهدات406
Aaإعدادات القراءة
حجم النص 18

الكلمات الأصلية

EN
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Yet once beloved silencers, came to perish. To enamoured hearts of eachother. With darkness and night in their wings. They bring silver tears in the eyes of lovers. And on that sickly quiet evening, The devil came to kiss his face. Deceived him with a terrible presentiment. And wrapped his heart in lace How their hearts were one. How they deranged eachother, with seductive flames. They made sacred songs out of heathen deeds. A forever legend bares their names. It's so cold without you near me. I'm so alone when your not here As I long for my beloved angel, Release me from my solitary fear.

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