Tell me when the world is ending You won’t be there still pretending I was just someone you would love to love but never love I know people without substance will fill themselves with substance But then, honey child There was us, there still is
I will come running running through the years hunting heart, crushing fear I am still haunting down the road I know of the hell that that begs and burns below
Tell me how the stars exploded Heaven caved in ,earth corroded I was still breaking my boy in when you first touch me I know people will say We’ve thrown our lives away But is there a trail to salvation or salvation anyway??
Their love laughs at locksmiths We’re smashing through the windows of delicate dream homes I feel so crowded alone The empathy of breaking chains The sympathy in crashing waves careful boy, caution girl I do not think we’re meant for this world
Forever haunted by the roads I know and if not above I’ll see you below.
He was patient Slow descent, chills the bones His wait maybe long Still he carries on Always reaching for her Always breathing for her Lifting his hand to the sky Slow change might bring Holy tears Upon his battered skull
Pedalling through The dark currents I find an accurate copy A blueprint of the pleasure in me
Swirling black lilies totally ripe A secret code carved Swirling black lilies totally ripe A secret code carved
He offers a handshake Crooked, five fingers They form a pattern yet to be matched
On the surface simplicity But the darkest pit in me It’s pagan poetry Pagan poetry
Morsecoding signals (signals) They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up (Pulsate) from my hibernating
On the surface simplicity Swirling black lilies totally ripe But the darkest pit in me It’s pagan poetry Swirling black lilies totally ripe Pagan poetry …. I love him, I love him (She loves him, she loves him)
This time I’m going to keep it to myself This time I’m going to keep me all to myself And he makes me want to hand myself over And he makes me want to hand myself over
Though I walk through valley after valley after valley And find only shadows Though I walk and find only shadow The sun falls behind the yew bushes I young in different shapes stand next to them The old chapel is to my right The shadows then lengthen and there again the long shadows fall
When I saw the shadows and starres fall around me as a boy I knew this world All we see, be, and are is Imperium Empire of Nothing
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