• la_londe 10w


    The truth has never moved me
    For I was born in lies
    I stand before the gates of hell
    To look the devil in the eyes

    He offers me a dance
    And I cordially accept
    The angels wail their sorrow
    But I hold them in contempt

    For in spite of ceaseless wailing
    They do nothing to tear me from his arms
    Their words only seem to hurt me
    And enthrall me further to his charms

    So I'll dance my own dark away
    Until my heart is good and well
    Till my world again is righted
    There at the gates of hell