Innocence is the silence...
tranquil it keeps one calm,
around the wilderness is spawned
In the memory it is hold, as yesterday is mourned
My body denies feeling warm, cold by the morning’s arrival
O' the woe! Cunning in thinking I can meet as a challenge
wave my sword to the heaven
"Damn thee he vans, you menace!"
Close world inside is my grieved sentence
I heard no sound....
No question in repentance, as blood is soiled to the ground
Cannot reveal myself to this town
hide in the shade, withered like a flower in decay
Anticipate, you do not await to get away
Your escape seen as my foreplay
Run, cry to others arms!
I can bring you charm, yet you cry
when close as if harm
You passion me in this view
I can heal those wounds
Attract a slap? As if im a loon!?
Love me lovely, that’s why I run to you
through the wilderness under the moon
A las I hear no sound, as she fell to the ground
She touched were love was not found
Watched the avail as her fingers only lingered now
Grabbed her hand, pressed to my lips
My kiss (laugh) she couldn't resist
I insist this was more than bliss!
One last taste of those lips
I dug my love to the ground
Entombed young with no tongue
Alas I heard no more sound....
