No more gold lights for the queen earth, to keep you warm in your kingdoms.
High on the waves you make for us.
But not since you left have the waves come.
The bar is dead and the rocket's rain is keeping you wet,
in your deathbed.
So high on the waves you made for us.
And not since you left have the waves come.
Have the waves come.
:)
...are you lost, or incomplete?
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5 comments:
(?) tak paham.
huhu
haha. tak payah paham. :p :p
Moe, whose lines is that? I much prefer Cradle of Filth 'Funeral in Carpathia' -
Lucretia, is my love in vein
when thy tears bleed sweeter
thank the mid summer rain?
Very very dark with elements of vampiricism, muahaha *bares fangs at him* :p
hey moe.. welcome on board :)
thank you thank you thank you o' young padawannnnnnn~~~
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