| The Grotesque And The Divine pt. II My love for you will never fail, So unrequited yet not fairytale, Alone and empty I force back my envy, I can't burn your pictures, they taunt me, May your cursed beauty haunt me forever, Give me nothing, let us never be together, You are the divine, temptation in fire, I'm the ugly moth attracted by desire To an agonising death, taunted by passion, You're dumbstruck by cruelty, never to awaken, An angel with such a thorny heart, Wants only to tear others apart. Written in the summer of 2004 |
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