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The 69 Eyes elegy..

Stolen Season

but your tears
are not mine
still sailing down on them til the end of time
all your fears
still bleeding
out of your heart out of the sealing
but you are
what you believe in
come rain or shine in your garden of weeping
but you are
seeking
the celebration of the evening

but your tears are not mine
I don't care if I die
as long as I can have you by my side

but your tears
are not mine
still sailing down on them til the end of time
all your fears
still bleeding
out of your heart out of the sealing
but we are
what we believe in
come rain or shine in your garden of weeping
still we are
seeking
the celebration of the evening

but your tears are not mine
I don't care if I die
as long as I can have you by my side
all forgotten has gone
to sing this lonely song
things just happen without no reason
love's a stolen season
*
Gothic Girl

you can see her
whenever it rains
from rome to new orleans
dancing on the graves
burden by the heart she loves her
sunglasses after dark
and every single day her
little life falls apart

she's out to look
so macabre and alone
she's close to hook
on her dying

just like a gothic girl
lost in the darken world
my lil' gothic girl
darkerside jewel are your razor cuts for real - baby

you can see she's
on her road to ruin
stigmata from crucifixion
on her pale white skin
tribal pagan art she loves her
tattood egyptian mark
and every single day her
love will tear us apart

she's out to look
so macabre and alone
she's close to hook
on her dying

just like a gothic girl
lost in the darken world
my lil' gothic girl
darkerside jewel are your razor cuts for real - baby
*
Forever More

Been a while ever since
The wildest of the winds
Been whispering
About you again
Been a while ever since
The wildest of winds
Started whispering
About you again

Feel my heartbeat
Like it's just begun
Feel my heartbeat
On this endless run
Feel my heartbeat
Forever more
Feel my heartbeat
Feel my heartbeat
Like it's just begun
Feel my heartbeat
On this endless run
Feel my heartbeat
Forever more
Feel my heartbeat
Once more

Been a while ever since
I let it shine in
Been wandeing
without you within
Been a while ever since
I let it shine in
I've been wandering
Without you within
*
Sister Of Charity

A new day for a mission
Another sunrise in your heart

Gimme tears of the wrong
The hate of convicts
The glamour of the damned
Rule of Benedict

I've never seen the dawn like this before
Tears of the night turn to diamonds in your eyes
In the face of the world's ugliness
Sister of charity
Remains a mystery

Love shines ofer aggression
Another wound heals in your heart

Gimme fears of the strong
The warfare politics
The decay of the west
Rule of Benedict

I've never seen the dawn like this before
Tears of the night turn to diamonds in your eyes
In the face of the world's ugliness
Sister of charity
Remains a mystery
*
Lost Boys

Morning light hurts your eyes
But that's another thing
Nothing really matters
Behind the shades of blue

Blind boys never lie
But that's another thing
Nothing really matters
Behind the shades of blue

'Cause in the end
You're just reborn again

You wanna rock
Nothing's gonna make you stop
And nothing's gonna break you up
Everybody knows you're lost in the night time honey
Lost boys

We are dead until dark
But that's another thing
Noting really matters
Behind the shades of blue

You say

You wanna live like I do
But that's another thing
Nothing really matters
Behind the shades of blue

'Cause in the end
We're just reborn again

You wanna rock
Nothing's gonna make you stop
And nothing's gonna break you up
Everybody knows you're lost in the night time honey
Lost boys
*
Christina Death

She likes to sleep her nights with the window open wide
Just in case her Dark Prince would come by the silvery light
She lives with her two cats a "please no ads" sign on her door
Memories in her photo books some of them still a bit sore

Christina Death
Smokes cigarettes in her bed
Christina Death
Paints her lips every night blood red

She hates Christmas nights more than dressing up in white
The lightning's something she adores like Frankenstein's Bride
She's obsessed with the Hollywood Book of Dead church yards give her more
No room for the living in her heart cold as 1334

Christina Death
Smokes cigarettes in her bed
Christina Death
Paints her lips every night blood red
Christina Death
Drinks Absinth after giving head
Christina Death
I know you before we ever met
*
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