I will look for you my dear
At the end of this world
Without showing fear
I will conquer all
Whatever my destiny may hold
Without you, my heart rests forever cold
Keep me alive with your innocent smile
Please bring me back when Im ready to die
When the hardest of rock is nothing but piles
Of ashen remains over which no one will cry
Love, my dear poison
Forget me no more,
Come back as you swore
From the depths of this ocean
My soul is your soul















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