Death (Never to be Let Go)

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It held me
With gentle hands
In the day light, with
Lies, with
Lies it caressed me

Kept me hostage
Enclosed in its grasp
Enchanted in its touch
Pulled me from who I once was
Pulled me from who I once was

Reaching for more
Enchanted in its
Touch, so sweet
Enclosed in its grasp
Never to be let out

Death leaning
In to take me way
Never to be let go
In the day light,
It touched me

Just to keep
Us safe
Together in
Death
Never to be let go

Together
Never to be let go
Death
What a power it possess
Black and harsh

Understanding
Touch so sweet
It held me
Fought for me
Sleepless were the nights

Enclosed in its grasp
Enchanted in its
Touch, so sweet
Held captive
In the daylight

Sleepless were the nights
My love was strong
Yet it's hold stronger
Never to be let go
What must we hide from

Together at last
The soft touch
In the dead of night
Death found me
At last

Never to be let go
Death
Fought for me
Touch so sweet
Touch me

Keep me
Enchanted in its touch
Enclosed in its grasp
Pulled from who I once was
Black and harsh

Enchanted
In the darkness
Nothing to be seen
Gone from its clasp
At last

Cold and alone, no longer are we one
What power does it hold now?
At last it has none
Rabid and afraid
Be gone with your gentle touch

Even as I walk away
My strength returns
Gone is the beast
Even as I walk away
Still night falls

Touch of something new
Be gone
Touch me with something new as I walk away
Lies still stand
Lies still stand

How does one forget
Unlike
Lies
Death's
Touch will linger

Ever more
Lies still stand
Lies still stand
How do I forget the touch
Everything I've learned

Everything I've learned
Gone with it
I am still
Hiding everything
Ready for the kill

I will fight for freedom
I will
Endure, but
Never never let go
Am I not a woman of my word,

That is one thing I can promise
Understand
And forgive
Read everything
Maybe you'll see

I am
Never going to let go
Ever. No matter how
Weak I am
Be gone.

There is one
Thing to hold onto
Ever more
Still enchanted
Very afraid

Ever lasting is the
Touch,
Of death
So sweet
Never to be let go

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