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Of the sun are dreams of life and of music from your smile
In the sand of rusted leaves and the heaven damned to be Of the never and forever In our visions it once stood It is velvet,smooth yet savage As the waves fly with the moon Pray to infinite and burn outside the dawn but not in dusk Kill your kisses once so sweet and you'll learn of pain not lust For these feelings turn outside of the inside of me And the song begins to fade as you frown your soul in wonder You say you saved me from the evil that I thought it was so tender The ghosts mourn my suffering as I suffer just for you But when the larvae of my weeping becomes alive and knows to be You can kill it with one smile and you'll never have to see The true feel inside of me and my pain that sang to you But i cry for nothing 'cause the waves will lead me soon.
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