Love Story

Steal a diamond and pierce my heart With its point And take three silver drops of blood To sow your dried flesh Use the harvest you get to appease the hunger Of your crowd, which drains You day by day, draining you away You wanna eat my pearly eyes To fill the void you've got Inside, sweet child of mine , you've got inside The pearly gates you dream of, are made of Mortal hopes you stole away The pearly gates you long for are made of Innocent night beings, heavenly unpure And yet so pure I feel ashamed for your soul This war seems to reach a crying end But why your very tears they never fall? Your very mask it never fades away? Your very face ain't going to be shown? --- Love Story - Novembre