Mistress of My Night

a word with pain is soothing Alore acursed my heart today The fold out of it's tastire left me blue The move of it's pearl speeks memory let nutral sea fall too ashes beganing every verse with nathches work hard when u place yourself in doubt long for a moment of victory in triumph A singnal to horses blank note symbolzies the future quotes a grave sworn to poland it's taker A protongment for it's waker A tardin for places A paper wait a fold of ace's A begging diperate maul speeks out looking for answer to his freedom he sweeps through the open-ended mardom In messeagers of the broughter Aloned walked the manked barrower he resides the aoom of the acrowned navley setting for closer his bed saved from exposer A winlrd passive word of confusion The walls impalmped with bulushion stow the brutes fine shade I warnaze a matters of pentance