Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Do you dance to love songs do you dream as the music plays on So lonely
Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire