Two Wicked Hearts
You’re freezing cold …where’s your passionate glow?
I don’t have a place in your heart
You’re as cold as snow…your enticing spirit sways to and fro
IN THE BRINK OF WINTER– has our melody broken apart?
My hope has lost its grip of effulgence and love
I’m scorching hot…at least I melted away your heartless snow
You don’t have room in my heart
I’m as furious as raging fire…my lamenting soul is cawing like an injured crow
IN THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER –our harmony rolls in the death cart
You’re freezing coal
And I’m scorching ice
Our two wicked hearts beat as one…
I’m left alone in a darksome hole
No need to pay the price
Our two wicked hearts brew chaos
You fill my heart with wickedness
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