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Monsters Ball

Take my hand now, come with me Our chariot awaits To deliver us with pomp and style Beyond the palace gates Through the doors and further yet We find the Gilded Hall Behold! A spectacle awaits It's called the Monsters Ball A grotesque waltz is underway The music scored with fear The banquet table empty So We dine on pain and tears No promises of fairy tales No happy ever after Just an honest search for happiness And passion mixed with laughter I've too much life beneath my feet and will be forever light And just enough lived wrongly To know how to live it right What fate has brought us to this place? Our destiny, it seems To share our wounds and bind and soothe Our torn and tattered dreams Be bold enough to trust me As we seize this gifted chance Just hold my hand and love me While we watch our demons dance

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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