My Mistake
Katrusia | | Категория: Стихи
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Let*s make a little sacrifice
You*ll be the victim for your lies
You*d have to listen to my advice
You should be fair, you should be nice
Now you just do not have a choice
The last you hear will be my voice
You*ll gonna feel all creepy joys
You*re mine, just one of favorite toys
The fire burning by your feet
Will be the guide that you will need
When underworld will grow your seed
After you*ve vanished, when you*ve hid
Your hands embracing from behind
The cruel joke of my own mind
I didn*t loose but I won*t find
No more the people of your kind
Delirium… My mind is broken
I hear the words I haven*t spoken
Forgive me, darling, I was wrong
It doesn*t matter. Now you*re gone
I wave my hand. It*s now my curse
My soul*s now kept by solid doors
You*ll be the victim for your lies
You*d have to listen to my advice
You should be fair, you should be nice
Now you just do not have a choice
The last you hear will be my voice
You*ll gonna feel all creepy joys
You*re mine, just one of favorite toys
The fire burning by your feet
Will be the guide that you will need
When underworld will grow your seed
After you*ve vanished, when you*ve hid
Your hands embracing from behind
The cruel joke of my own mind
I didn*t loose but I won*t find
No more the people of your kind
Delirium… My mind is broken
I hear the words I haven*t spoken
Forgive me, darling, I was wrong
It doesn*t matter. Now you*re gone
I wave my hand. It*s now my curse
My soul*s now kept by solid doors
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