Dark Millennium

Dead I Love

Dark Millennium


You dive into sleep
find roses under the door, they seem
to speak in trance of youth;
"remember who you swore to chose, girl ..."
I am dead, dead in love
I am pale, pale enough
to be dead, death I got
dead in love.
There may be a sky
could be a sign for me to rise
but without blood and energy
I send my brain waves, possibly
they find their aim.
Death I got ...
You float into sourness
infected by my bite you crawl
down in my castle where the beasts
lie in my arms and smile so sweet.
I am dead, dead in love
I am pale, pale enough
to be dead, death I got
dead in love

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