The Existence of the Beast
By Christoph007
Dripping with sweet air The two lovers dance In the forbidden circle Shout out to the moon Fears arise in one's heart Let loose the devil Is not an option Strength in two Is better than one Passion is not a monster Who's existence can be stopped It is what we are It is the fire that burns Within the depths of our souls Torn and wet Burned and dried Fight the night Let it not overtake you You have the power Dream the dream Where lovers fly And darkness hides Sweet somber innocence Is all in the eyes of the child Monster? Demon? Beast? No such animal draws breath in your heart! Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 23 2002 12:28 PM PST 0 • 12
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"Dripping with sweet air..."