As the nightfall kissed my eyes, and moonlight kissed the epitaph of long lost love,
memories of lust and passion embraced my mind...
Walking alone through the rising fog, I'm recalling the endless fields where I kissed her
for a first time... a beauty divine... Angeleyes.
Ah, the first time... the same moonlight, descending nightfall, trembling arms...
and her lips... red as wine... sweet as something beyond this world... and her scent of a
rose...
Lust flows like shiver through my spine...
Sadly but... I feel that those memories will stay just memories... never relived again.
For she's gone...
Now everything reminds me on her... nightfall, moonlight, fields... and it's hard to live
with.
All I ever loved... now I hate...
I'm full of hatred and sadness... inner struggles completely torned me apart.
The place where once were heart now is just empty ruin with maybe last spark of hope but
dying... ceasing to exist.
Seems that only lust still exist... and love, sad love.
What we had was only songs, dreams and memories... all this fading away...
Songs almost forgotten... dreams turned into nightmares... and memories slowly fading...
No, they will never fade away, they will just slowly fade, into fog... remain there as omens
of our love. Remaining there as along as I can cry, as I have tears to cry... and that is...
forever. Like I am sentenced to this...
They say that time could wash away all our tears... so the time shall tell...
I fear that my time will never come...
And all the time I will have just almost forgotten songs, nightmares, memories and lust...
Nothing more...
Post je objavljen 04.02.2008. u 13:18 sati.