Rabu, 16 November 2011

Kings, Queens & Poisons














when the sky is dark
and my passion seem's to strong
guess the queen has left this thorned heart alone
tomorrow's broken dream is harded than i thought
i fought the devil, find emptiness in me

so that's the story i've made
and all the consequeence it claims
oh no my lady, this song made of gold
when the flowers bloom and the
thorns stick in my veins
push my blood into the edge of
insanity...
everything is a blur, a picture of your
kiss, tasted so sweet
and poisons, here i come...

inject my self with angels wings,
lay me down here in a burning ring
oh no my lady, the memory
remains...

so that's the story i've made
and all the consequences it claims
oh no my lady, this song made of gold

cos i foudht the war inside
my pain explains the true meaning
oh life
inject my self with angels wings,
lay me down here in a burning ring

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