We laid over the fields of grass
Spreading seeds of our memories long since past
Forever the pain together will last
Of us wishing upon a star
Once blinded by the sea of fate
We opened the gates of the beast and ate
Eight weeks it took for you my date
Hell opened up and pushed you afar
We live to see each other in pain
The fights of memories are our love gained
Never to see ourselves in vain
I could not do it
To take it off
The earth's fire and pit of
Despair I recoil
Bloods thick and destined spire spreads toil
Over the hearth, drum beats foil
The sands we ache and bury again
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