7 acessos
Upon the wings of a dream she rides
Close she comes to me, fills me with light
Towards the dark side of the moon we fly
She sings me a tune, away through the silver starlight
I don't want to wake up this time
I'm alive on this serpent ride
In the grace of our love we writhe in pain
Further into this solar fog mesmerised
A drop of her blood tastes like wine
I answer her call with a rhyme:
"that is not dead which can eternal lie
yet with strange aeons death may die"
[H.P.Lovecraft]
In your eyes lies the world where I don't wanna go
Said you've changed but I don't believe in miracles
Since you conquered my heart we've never been apart
One day we'll close our eyes, open them again
And discover each other
So I open up my eyes
She treats me with a smile
From her wrists flows wine