
01-02-2008, 12:05 AM
WAKE
"Until we meet again," she said,
"Until we meet again."
Once Death does us part,
Only then will Chaos start.
Angels cry and Angels scream,
Only in a Child's Dream.
The scent of Blood, of burning Flesh,
Young Demon Lords do their best.
Swords of Power, Beings of Strength,
All to see here at our Wake.
WAKE +Sonnet Version+
Hear Heaven's Angels' bloody cries and screams
Now, upon the Dawn that Death does us part
Heard only within all our Childrens' dreams
We'll summon the Twilight of Chaos, Start!
The sweet scent of Blood, of your burning Flesh
Nightmare's young Demon Lords shall do their best
A God's Sword of Power and Beings of Strength
For and Endless Waltz of such epic length
Utter to her small words of Crimson Mist
Now, start Pure, the Eternal Dance of Two
Take the risk with a vow, I do insist
For Purity, speak clearly: I LOVE YOU
Down pour, a flood of blood, now you're the Fake
I shall see you on the Dawn of your WAKE
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