lunes, 13 de abril de 2009

A touch of poison seals my fate
the dawn echoes the night with my glory...
the sun himself honors me

once king of roses, now lord of gold
the Gods themselves envy my hand

blessed with the gift of gilded touch
fate wields its knife to cut the thread

I curse the day my dream became my descent
suddenly I long for you, my only love

in my perfection I have no want
yet eyes still glint with greed untold
a folly as fatal as sin has now become the end of me .... ALESANA

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