The Valley of Death
Love was such a hard game to play
All my hopes were carried away
I realized from the first day
It might lead my heart to ashtray
Love was like a cobra guarding treasure
I would have to take risk to have pleasure
But it bit me again and again
Now I am dying of endless pain
Love was like walking through the valley of death
I wished I would see you before my last breath
Love was like a giant that made you slave
I wanted to free you but dug my grave
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