Bastard Son of Sinful Love
It’s so sad,
I touch the rose and it recess!
It crumbles and turns black!
It’s so sad,
I drink the water and it recess!
It swiftly turned into ash!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
It’s so sad,
I look in the mirror and it recess!
It cracked and the image came to life!
Reached out for my soul!
It’s so sad,
I kiss the hand of my lover and it recess!
It bleeds and pales become clammy and lifeless!
Accidental theft of her soul!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
It’s so sad,
I open my eyes and vision recess!
The deep darkness grinning at me!
I suffocate on shadows of friends!
It’s so sad,
I lay myself to sleep and I recess!
The lovely bliss of sleep slaughters me!
I hallucinate the feeling of my heart beating!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
Staggering through the orchard plagued with fog and sweet seduction of death!
Hungering for more than Richard believed possible for sweet seductive Beth!
Upon the hilltop in the Tomb of twisted thoughts they celebrate filth!
Son of Richard and daughter to Beth I writhe with disgust and grief!
As shadows seem to draw towards this sanctuary of marble strife!
The Beast and the Lady rage on towards the sounding just end!
The blood stale in crystal glass and the eyes cold and dead!
Son of Richard and daughter to Beth I miss my head!
Elusive is the decision to carry on in this hatred!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
For what reason do I pray?
If my one that made me feels whole is nothing but bones?
For what reason should I stay?
If they only mock me and banter the memory of beloved bones?
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
I touch the rose and it recess!
It crumbles and turns black!
It’s so sad,
I drink the water and it recess!
It swiftly turned into ash!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
It’s so sad,
I look in the mirror and it recess!
It cracked and the image came to life!
Reached out for my soul!
It’s so sad,
I kiss the hand of my lover and it recess!
It bleeds and pales become clammy and lifeless!
Accidental theft of her soul!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
It’s so sad,
I open my eyes and vision recess!
The deep darkness grinning at me!
I suffocate on shadows of friends!
It’s so sad,
I lay myself to sleep and I recess!
The lovely bliss of sleep slaughters me!
I hallucinate the feeling of my heart beating!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
Staggering through the orchard plagued with fog and sweet seduction of death!
Hungering for more than Richard believed possible for sweet seductive Beth!
Upon the hilltop in the Tomb of twisted thoughts they celebrate filth!
Son of Richard and daughter to Beth I writhe with disgust and grief!
As shadows seem to draw towards this sanctuary of marble strife!
The Beast and the Lady rage on towards the sounding just end!
The blood stale in crystal glass and the eyes cold and dead!
Son of Richard and daughter to Beth I miss my head!
Elusive is the decision to carry on in this hatred!
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!
For what reason do I pray?
If my one that made me feels whole is nothing but bones?
For what reason should I stay?
If they only mock me and banter the memory of beloved bones?
And I suffocate on loved ones ashes!
And I construct a bouquet of black roses!
And I restrict blood flow to my own thoughts!
And I derelict person now to digest my wrongs!