ichigaara
10-23-2007, 12:38 PM
the lead tombs are sleeping deep
and flowers of lead and funeral attire
i was alone in the vault and i was asleep
and there was wind, no candles on fire
and crowns of lead, they all creaked...
my love of lead was sleeping deep
on flowers of lead... i begun to weep
i was alone, close to the dead... it was cold
wings of lead hang it or so i was told...
and flowers of lead and funeral attire
i was alone in the vault and i was asleep
and there was wind, no candles on fire
and crowns of lead, they all creaked...
my love of lead was sleeping deep
on flowers of lead... i begun to weep
i was alone, close to the dead... it was cold
wings of lead hang it or so i was told...