Everything was like it was
Feeling you near, so close
A sudden horrible pain
Ran from my spine to my brain
You looked at me, "Hey, what's wrong?"
But I couldn't finish the song
And I couldn't make a sound
As the blood on my spine leaked down
Wings
I got the wings
I'm aching but my spirit sings
My wings
Have I been waiting too long?
The pain was growing so strong
My skin and muscles broke
With the impatient sharp stroke
Then I shouted your name
Immersed in the purple flame
A pair of black heavy wings
Broke loose and were like the steel strings
Wings
I've got the wings
My body is aching but my spirit sings
My wings
My wings are still bleeding now
But hear this desperate vow:
When there is the scarlet moon
You'll get the same thing soon
Wings
© Copyright: Танцующая Бритва, 2008
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