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A Beautiful Way to Kill
From my dark paradise
I remember your words
That we would always be together
From the withering flowers that were left at my tomb
There is nothing left but dust
I see once again that you are gone
I remember love as a door that was always locked for me
Yet when you appeared I thought you were the key
In oceans of vast darkness I thought I was alone
But when you turned your head my way
My stars once again shone
Beauty I found in your embrace
Passion I found in your stare
You held me in my nightmares
And my wounds you helped heal
But from the darkest pit came Satan's roaring laughter
And the shadows of the underground took you while I slept
And when you floated away from me with your heart on your cheek
I tried not to weep
As my limbs fell apart
And the only remains were the broken pieces of my heart
That's why, silently, in the eerie shades of dawn
I bid my cross undone
And as I fell off the little piece of heaven
That I had dubbed as "you and I"
As love left me behind
With my heart cold as stone
I thought,
When my heart wanted to let go
"What a beautiful way to die,
What a beautiful way to kill"
I held on to my misery
Death and all his friends
Us, the ones who were ripped from that bliss
We sit in lingering sadness
Wishing that our lovers had thought of us
As valuable enough to keep
And now all that's left is our moving corpses
With souls long lost, long gone
And the blood that ran through our veins
Has dried, yes, all is gone
And as I rotted with my friends
Playing cards in our vandalized graves
Looking for a drug or an escape
From the pain that remains
From those poisonous bubbles we once called love
I thought of how love had been our downfall,
Sitting on a grey afternoon like all the others were
And I saw that killing with love
Is, indeed, a beautiful way to kill
But I'm not dead yet
The red blood that was present in our mortal bodies
Was proof that at the core we were all the same
Yet the living have forgotten
Yes, the blood that shone, it's all gone
The canals that enriched our kisses
And gave us courage to keep a strong grip
It's all gone now
And we haven't forgotten
We haven't given up hope
That's what has kept us from dying
That's what has kept us from living
But I think I'll let go now
I will let this be the end
What a beautiful way to die
What a beautiful way to kill
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