Succubus angels
Master's memorial
To whom do I owe my gratitude to?
Is it the seasons, Stars or her?
Showered with sweat and tears of blood
No snow, just the pale wind
Is it the seasons, Stars or her?
Showered with sweat and tears of blood
No snow, just the pale wind
As I look forward to darkness
I need the light
To find that special mistress
To darken my sight
As they have failed me before
I seek no strength
Thinking of the worst
Im Disappointed once again
I am tiered
Done with what has happened
Looking forward to the dawn
This man has been caught
By Succubus Angels
But how can I kill love?
Why Am I left in the dark to dwell?
Under a fake story nightmares tell
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