everything is rags
and it would be so easy
and there's nobody to blame but me
if there was no one to hurt but me
but now everything that I do
will just tear through you
in and out of you
comin' out of me
like a curse
up and down your life
cast by the only son of rags
who would wrap you up
in all the finest tatters
but he wanted nothin' more,
my loved one,
than to wrap you up in joy
but it never be with me
not meant to collide
two worlds
so how do you.
in the unravelling of time
Death to each other
how do you like it?
what kind of dream
would you call it to have one foot in Eden
one foot in Hell
Plagued by demons
at the same time,
to be always numb
endlessly
Summoned by Angels right out of this place
I will lay you down to sleep
But I will burn me
I'll be gone
so when you wake
will remember
and You
Nothing
You
will remember
Nothing.
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