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Destituted from the highest throne Shivering under the cold rain alone To excess I am prone, but this I will demand I beg you, Beloved do not leave this grey land The steps echoing with the memories of your smiles I can still see your laughter dancing on the tiles Of this empty hallway we used to share I dare yell, plead, don't you dare! Leave me stranded into this foreign winter To none of my needs it is able to catter Oh, Love, there is still so much to do together Your luminescent presence gone, I catch a feather Symbol of utmost radiance As I lose all my patience I can't stand it anymore, I forbid you to leave! To find yourself being alike the autumn leaves! Not yet Love Not yet a Dove Not yet Love, not yet, I'm not yet in Heaven So please, run away from the ominous Raven Don't die yet, my one true Love Don't depart for a land high above I've yet to gain those porcelain wings As the oppressive bell of death rings I have yet to earn the title of Angel A spirit to hear the chorus of a bell With your name inscribed on it with impurity And I know I will not get away with impunity But in the end, it does not matter As I watch it go down, this meter Soon, it shall come unavoidable The Bittersweet, so damnable! I will not try to lie I have still yet to die So please, be patient, just a little longer So I may welcome you, in those lands yonder... And instead of crows eating at our rotting corpses Into the night where the firefly boldly dances You will find us to be nothing more than pair of dove Dying together, writting The End in common, for Love A flame long divided, united in demise Bound into eternity by scarlet ties A wildfire, spelling words of Us
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