My promise could be your fiend, a given end to your dreams
A simple movement or rhyme could be the smallest of signs
We'll never know what they are or care in its escapable view
There's no escape, so few in fear give in a changing value
To be given your sight, hid in a long peaceful night
A nervous bride for your eyes, a fractured smile that soon dies
A love that's wrong from your life and soul, a savage mine had begun
Hello, farewell to your love and soul, hello, farewell to your soul
Now I know what those hands would do
No looking back now, we're pushing through
We'll change these feelings, we'll taste and see
But never guess how the 'Him' would scream
But never guess how the 'Him' would scream
But never guess how the 'Him' would scream
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My comments could be your theme And give an end to your dreams A simple moment or rhyme Could be the smallest of signs We'll never know what they are or care And that's the statement or view There's no escape - so few in fear Day made a change value To be given your sight Hill in a warm peaceful night A nervous cry for your eyes A fractured smile that soon dies A language drawn from your life and soul A sign which might have begun A long farewell to your love and so A long farewell to your soul Now I know what they meant to do No looking back now or pushing through The change it seems in taste or scene But never gets loud or he would scream But never gets loud or he would scream But never gets loud or he would scream