She was the sun Shining upon The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail He was the moon Painting you With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
She was the wind, carrying in All the troubles and fears here for years tried to forget He was the fire, restless and wild And you were like a moth to that flame
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Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom
