Sweet Pest
sweet pest
know not the pain of summer sun
our heart
beats to the rhythm of our song
loves beast of burdan lasts
dripping with the fangs of gutter snipe
know not of burdans last
ducks will dive on summers lakes
sweet pest of summer past
sweet pest of summers yet to come
my dreams remain
the dust of darkend night
I rise throught shadows
none to bright
I fight with cravings
yet unknown
yet battle weary standing tall
I know I rise before I fall
sweet pest oh yet our love remains
the battle not as yet a drain
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