when the sky is dark
and my passion seems to strong
guess the queen has left this thorned heart alone
tomorrow's broken dream is harder than i thought
i fought the devil, find emptiness in me
so that's the story i've made
and all the consequences it claims
oh no my lady, this song made of gold
when the flowers bloom and the
thorns stick in my veins
push my blood into the edge of
insanity.........
evrything is a blur, a picture of your
kiss, tasted so sweet
and poison, here i come.........
inject myself with angels wings,
lay me down here in a burning ring
oh no my lady, the memory
remains...............
so that's the story i've made
and all the consequences it claims
oh no my lady, this song made of gold
cos i fought the war inside
my pain explains the true meaning
of life
inject myself with angels wings,
lay me down here in a burning ring
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