Walls of Berlin (Angel of Sadness)

Will I grieve you, only if you grieve me Said you couldn’t rest So I lay in this casket with you A bouquet in a basket, why risk the truth Delusional I may be A happy ending, a sympathetic conclusion Is something we’d pay to see Cross your arms and lay with me The aspects it’s okay to be You or me, whom shall we grieve There are certain things I need from you Like we feed There are pertinent things I need you to do As we grow to be adults We simply do what needs to be done Across from the morgue Smiling faces soaked in with the sun Outside these walls of Berlin Suited individuals call for her sins Will you grieve me, only if I grieve you Through the many hours of this day Tragic circumstances flower our May In a declining sun set it reflects from my window pane A metaphor of my life lived in feign As if I demand that you be my friend Take this childs hand to the end Down those spiral steps Admire the depths of a single breath Your or me, whom shall we grieve? A mother dropped her bags to comfort her daughter On and on through the years she brought her These missing links of murder Kissing a stench never before heard of Full of bars, cool as scars Precious jewels of mars Like I lost my tongue I’ll start a thousand wars For I will not be forgotten!!!