Watching rains on the fountains of lost
About I walk to find love in frost
Death warns me to part me from the sieve
Demons for my own sake left me decieved
Fear does not touch my best
But the fright to lose love at its last test
Choices few love tastes the last wreth
Angels begs for imprisoners dreth
The city of love my heart compassions of at stake
Where no cast, creed or crew but faith and fate
Foolish intruders in the time of sight
Not yet realising the love of might
Wishes drowned in the franzies of mind
Passion lost in the culture's grind
Embellishments to the lips that speaks such desires
Infatuating my every bit to its outmost require
Open doors to the disgraced hopes in me
Open locks to the closest of memories within me
Imprinted in the fetched cascade of pureness
Mystery of infinity streaming at its earnest
Oh' our strangled roads shall meet
Passion knocking at your door at its feet
Wiping away the tears of intriguing sorrows
I smile a gleaming smile of borrows
Seeking ivory in the matrimonial band
For the rest of eternity vowing to hold your hand
Stealing words from Romeo
"Eyes thee windows to the soul"
Thus, they died for love at its most fright
Thee I found love like them at height
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