Lips of glass
Their touch so deep
Cold, enchanting bliss
The dying dreams,
A rose for the dead ones...
Sometimes they want to die
Sometimes
Gazing deeply into small eyes
Forever softly they shall speak
Whispering voice
[Deceit: ]
What a precious mistake thou has made
A fool you
Is it simply a kiss of carnal dreams?
What once a
My forbidden desire
Shone deeply within mine eyes
Archaic visions awakened
Hi
[Child: ] Do the children ever sing?
[The Beautiful: ] Alas,
[Wisdom: ]
I deny thee entrance in my beautiful garden
For it
[The Cast]
[The Beautiful: Ancient queen of the earthen season and
A gathering of tears
Embrace the divine tragedy
A chorus of saddened
The dying leaves soundlessly fall
The withering trees whisper of winter
Autumn hath awakened her children
I am the raging storm and
I. Wander
Paths of unbound memories
Tangled within the inner depths of
Hand in hand she walks with me
and the shame, it's
Wings of sorrow
Lift me from sleep
My eternal spirit
Uneasy in its
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