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VERSE 1:
We have lived here for centuries to come
A place so important, embedded into memory.
I gaze into a world so empty and dark
My throat inflamed from screaming your name.
Look into my flooded eyes of desolation
As the lights in the ghost house arise.
Submission jinxed to postpone my exile
Her wind will blow the candles in demise!

We live thru amber shades of frost!

I envy your sight of them this morning
The scenery is too high where you repel.
By the attic window spurs her spiders web
Designated from a shelf behind my mind.

We live thru amber shades of frost!

CHORUS:
The alpine glistens from a winter's blaze
Let the spike seduce the virgin in my head.
My perfect autumn is so parched with thirst
The nails of lust a tribulation to her death.

Icons of stagnant kisses, twiddling your hair
In black chambers of fornicating melodies.
Just think of me as you lie there so still
My mind surpasses your ignorant maneuvers.

REPEAT VERSE 1

We live thru amber shades of frost!

REPEAT CHORUS