Snuff the candle in your head; I think you’ve had enough to say
You want my damned soul stretched and ploughed
Cursing the plan that you really can’t stand
The thought of us going through life hand in hand
Took the occasion to sort out our trouble
Decided to chance it and made it out double
An affair of despair left our love levee breaking
Slaves in the making, our hearts torn and aching
My mind split wide open; brains spilt on the floor
You vanish from view, my lost angel whore
Release tired efforts and the shadows of trust
Segregate/Separate affection – a must
A farewell celebration, invite all our pain
We’ll howl at the moon in the night’s pouring rain
Below empty streetlights so hollow they shine
As the sorrow frosts over our window of time
In the overwhelmed solace, earth covered in white
Then the snows of our yesteryears melt from our sight
And become what was once such a cryptic disguise
Mask the seasick endeavor, the corrupt enterprise
‘Twas all lies – the charade, the insane games we played
The art beyond bondage and the chains that we made
The curse that we now know we’ll never be free
The loss of commitment that leaves us bereaved
Belief in faith fails me; forsaken my hope
At the end of my rope, but I’m trying to cope
Intrigued by delusion, persecution inquires
What cures this misfortune and lifts mere men higher?
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