‎Saturday, ‎October ‎11, ‎2014

Take my body, take it and sold it to the dead for category
This soul has gone in search for somebody, isn’t returning soon
By the beautiful chameleon it was deceived
So take his deceit of now and feed him truth
Burn his ashes again from that skin, coming
Till the dust come to an end, into the wind
Let the smell from the touch, rubbed between
Be forgotten where he and she promised, forever till we live!

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