• By Bella Morte, I lay you to rest Lay it all in the ground Let
  • By Bella Morte, Find the end, let us start again Feelings lost now surge
  • By Bella Morte, I can’t find my way I fear I’ve gone too far The
  • By Bella Morte, I'm sinking fast through the waters of time I hold onto
  • By Bella Morte, First Light As the rain washes distance from her voice Something stirs
  • By Bella Morte, I cannot sleep alone again For my fears are gaining I hear
  • By Bella Morte, With night fading fast Let us walk to keep the time
  • By Bella Morte, Into the dark, into the shadows Into the end, all fall
  • By Bella Morte, I have seen the fall I have felt the biting cold I
  • By Bella Morte, I watch the hours pass As all around me The darkness speaks
  • By Bella Morte, And his voice again Calls through the silent night to find
  • By Bella Morte, I'll follow you Touch me and you'll know that I am
  • By Bella Morte, Here is life It's not that I don't care It's that I
  • By Bella Morte, So long ago the days when we first met Two years
  • By Bella Morte, In this place the winds blow colder And the nights are
  • By Bella Morte, I watched the end I watched the virus take them one
  • By Bella Morte, Like the living dead crawl through the soil To shake the
  • By Bella Morte, I awaken from a seamless sleep A shock of breath revives
  • By Bella Morte, Scented pain and seperation defies the physics and the form
  • By Bella Morte, A single light still shines at night to speak your
  • By Bella Morte, There was a twilight in your eyes Long before the end When
  • By Bella Morte, Hear Autumn's voice descend like rain, through the night Hands pull
  • By Bella Morte, Don't lie awake Restless, cold Drown yourself Into the deep Neverland Drown yourself Just close
  • By Bella Morte, I can't breath this air, I am lost within myself I
  • By Bella Morte, I think with teary eyes Of you my love, on this
  • By Bella Morte, Where has the warmth within your voice gone? It seems you
  • By Bella Morte, As our faith bleeds into day This feeble dream is born As
  • By Bella Morte, Sweeping winds of greyest passion Find the four who wander fated Within
  • By Bella Morte, He stands in the chill of night With snow swirling down Memories
  • By Bella Morte, To the new day a sea whispers The time of your
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