Crumbling Grey Skies Collab With Wardha Malik
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La fille dans mes rêves
(french title)
For why do I exist?
If love only exists in my dream
And for why do I breathe?
If you exist not at all
Shattered Ghost, hiding in the black of night
Blinded by love, frightened to a cold death
Blood flows into the seine
The knife thrower flirts with her heart
Like flames dancing on cathedral steeples
The pain falls from the clouds, they call it black rain
Demons and gargoyles staring into the night
Lovers walking by, unaware of the fright
Love will soon become the knife
Death will become the red rose upon the breast
Unforgettable
In an unmarked grave
Mon Paris
A Collaboration between Arthur Vaso and Wardha Malik
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2016
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