In my land of make believe where: The moon is...
The soft touch of his lips against mine
a warmth fills me...
Smiling and forgetting my pain,
only drinking your sweet blood from your veins...
It is my fantasy
For it to be you and me...
He gave her a kiss.. before he let her end his...
even though she was dieing...
Her scent is floral
She smells like the greatest sin...
Dark red blood pouring from the sky
The laugh of the Dark Angel; the Heavens cry...
Floating in darkness,
everything black...
This was not your time
This was not your place...
Look up to the clouds
The sun shines through...
It was my introduction i failed one hello
another tomorrow and we all leave to go...
Standing side be side
and eye to eye...