Gothic Nights
Broken hearted, alone and forsaken
A promenade in the misty twilight
Under bridges of Paris nights
I walk the years of time
The pain makes me feel real
I know I am alive
Loneliness lingers on
All I dreamed, has all but gone
Cut my heart and make me bleed
Fallen angels from the sky
Can not save my drowning soul
Gothic angels dress my earthly wounds
Crimson fires burn within
Killing the demons, and all my sin
The mist or morning, brings new hopes
Magicians and swords, keep dragons at bay
The final battle for this heartless soul
Will take place along a bridge called desire
I peer into zombie eyes
They are calling for me
Underneath is where I belong
Or so they say
Under bridges of the seine
Where broken hearts live
To die
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