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My love, my soul
With time everything goes
The sun shuts down
No more thoughts in the brain
No more pain, no more shame
In the wind we are cold
My love, my soul
With time everything goes
The moon will fade away
And we feel lonely, we feel pale
No more tears, no more fears
In the wind we fly away
My love, my soul
With time everything goes
Our memories, the way we feel
No need to say anything real
And we feel frozen, we feel cheated
With time.. With time.. With time..
My love, my soul.. My love, my soul.. My love, my soul..
My love, my soul
With time everything goes
The sun shuts down
No more thoughts in the brain
No more pain, no more shame
In the wind we are cold
My love, my soul
The moon will fade away
No more tears, no more fears
My love, my soul
With time everything goes
Our memories, the way we feel
No need to say anything real
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Gasping
04:50
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Charging to a greatest extent to unravel a fist
As it swells into the tide, but never tasting the core
Still these arteries who carry hearts in a grave
Scorching the values, blistering the glaive
No doubt you will lead me to death, I wish for you to be gasping, gasping
Since darkness is a bitter light, I hope my lullaby will leave you gasping, gasping
You apprehend the world of the dead and senselessly we are gasping, we are gasping
And your final wisdom let it come, we await fiercely gasping, gasping
Agile in the bluntness of a timeless bruise
Evading a riot and mastering a ruse
The ability to rise, pinching the lint
Accepting the limit of the light that you emit
No doubt you will lead me to death, I wish for you to be gasping, gasping
Since darkness is a bitter light, I hope my lullaby will leave you gasping, gasping
You apprehend the world of the dead and senselessly we are gasping, we are gasping
And your final wisdom let it come, we await fiercely gasping, gasping
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The Trampess
04:11
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She was looking for the stars
Yet there was a millennium
Yet there was a paradise
She that did not see hope no more
Even walking among the graves
She makes pearls falling from the skies
She won't, she won't leave you
She will be right there for you
She who had lost the war
Yet before her eyes we fall
We could remake the world
She who has all but love
To give in prayers
Against the violence of the world
She won't, she won't leave you
She will be right there for you
She won't, she won't leave you
She will be right there for you
She who lives among the dreams
She who would cast you charms and spells
She would make love come true
To every bit of your soul
You will see her eyes that glows
Because she won't, she won't leave you
She will be right there for you
No she won't, she won't leave you
She will be right there for you
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I Love You to Death
03:39
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Have I lost my head, my heart is not even felt
Have I been given a curse, I love you to death
I would become the windfall, to the output of the rain
The remedy of the flame that will bring you insane
Yet you float happiness, am I the only witness
To each beat of my heart, to each bit of my soul
But I do not see life no more, I become insecure
I do not see the shores, here is my semaphore
And if love was a dream, isn't love a bit supreme
Since the day never wakes, since my heart constantly aches
It might be out of tune, like it snows in the middle of June
But I love you to death, this is my final breath
It’s not meant to understand, I would have proposed your hand
Even if it oversteps, we can only accept
I'd write you the best of poetry, sing with love in harmony
I'd ignite love in a flash, just only for your smile
You invaded me with joy, an army that you deploy
To each beat of my heart, to each bit of my soul
But I do not see life no more, I become insecure
I do not see the shores, here is my semaphore
As if the ocean of love, became the swamp of the sorrows
As if a beautiful dove became a feast among the crows
Have I been thrown at sea, I love you, you see
Have I been given a curse, I love you to death, this is my final breath
I would become the windfall, to the output of the rain
The remedy of the flame that will bring you insane
Conquered my heart, each bit of my soul
How can I say, when all is dark
When you’re not here
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White Angel
04:45
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White Angel
Sing me a tune, sing me a tune
Don't sing me a song, don’t sing me a song
Sing me a melody
That will catch you a cold
And I was told I was told
You got to reach up the stars
Reach up the stars
Yes you got to reach up the stars
Reach up the stars, reach up the stars
With your arms
White Angel, White Angel
I cannot sing in tune, I cannot sing in tune
So can you sing along? Can you sing along?
Or take me to the sea, to the sea To the sea oh take me, to the sea And I was told, oh I was told
And I was told, to reach up the stars
Reach up the stars
Oh you got to reach up the stars
With your arms, with your arms
White Angel, White Angel
Send me to the moon
But not for long
Not for long
Melody
A melody
That will catch you a cold
What was I was told?
The stars.......
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In the Arms of Marianne
04:12
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In the arms of Marianne, there is a tender dove
It is riches and sparkles, that evokes flames
In the arms of Marianne, it is thunder that falls
Like a giant comet, that elevates to the skies
In the eyes of Marianne, I see the glow of the stars
And tears that falls, to fill the Holy Grail
In the eyes of Marianne, there I see wonderland
It is the gaze of the sun that hatches the Garden of Eden
On the fringe of Marianne, thinning with style
And shines with elegance, the reflection of the moon
She arises on her pedestal, frilled with a tiara
It is the trident of Neptune, that would make your sorrows drown
On the lips of Marianne, I see the smile of the Mona Lisa
Which makes the world go round, which makes the flames dance
It is true that I like, to write her love poems
When she sends me all of her love, to my ears and eyes she is beautiful
In the arms of Marianne, it is there that I shall fall
And like a shooting star, I shall strand on the waves
Of the shores of Marianne.
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An Empty Bowl
05:14
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To dream of an absurd idea, to be frigid with a whisk and frozen with a risk
And to endure the sorrows of lightheartedness, it’s a deficit for the poor, but no remedy for a cure
To bleed from a likely madness, netted with the flow of the stream, deceased in duskiness it seems
To walk to the road, not one ever took, it’s a crime for the supremacy, replete of immorality
Swim, float, my little soul, masticate in your empty bowl
The smirk of the clam, won't make you a man
So dive to the bottom to follow an earthworm
Causing the waterfront, to be amused with a hunt.
To fall and to injure yourself, crippled in the cold, duped with gold
And to venture, with imperfection and weakness, as we let our small desires, deluded to the liars.
Swim, float, my little soul, masticate in your empty bowl
The smirk of the clam, won't make you a man
So dive to the bottom to follow an earthworm
Causing the waterfront, to be amused with a hunt.
Fly, elevate, my little soul, let your heart hang
In the city of angels, to brighten up the pessimistic
To radiant a soul, for the dysphoric,
And inflame the inflammable, attach the in-attachable,
To move the unreachable, and grasp the insurmountable
Blistering the glaive, it’s my headless crusade.
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