Between paradise and warfare
That is where our love will always be
Buried in a shallow grave filled in with dead memories
A ghost in a dream laid to rest
That will not sleep
Wandering without purpose
I hear your name as the sun goes down
And the moon shows its face
Our Sinful embrace won't move on quietly
But whispers in my ear to this day
Never forget
And I never will
Like a bitter pill I am still
Under the influence of your passionate ways
They say Evil never dies
It just lingers on
Content with the hurt it brings
By refusing to pass
To fade into nonexistence
Immortal in ecstasy and pain
Paradise and warfare.
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