Seven Trees To Live Is Regret
Serpent calls
The final breath
To live is regret
I have to select
Though years have past
Our laughter soft behind
Erasing the time
Desire
still hurts
Conquers me, I cease to feel
It's always near
but not so clear
Spinning away
We're spinning away
Searching for the shimmering light
Turning back though it's in sight
Struggling to save
This infinite day
This disillusion of life
Repressing this shivering light
You are lying warm and bright
Pretending to save
This infinite day
Conceal
Entering the disillusion
Rush to save the day
My hands burning on her flesh
The sleeping eye swayed so close
Keep your eyes skinned
Keep your eyes skinned
Rush to save the day
My hands burning on her flesh
The sleeping eye
swayed
so close
