Silver
and silence, walking through mists
Adrift, toward the hearth of a wrathful Miss
Mercury, I get lost in the innocence and bliss
Of your touch, gentle caress my face as I weep
While making love, and the darkness still creeps
Up in my thoughts, nightmares as I sleep
Blood, murder, and rape, and I scream
Awoken to white noise, we're all in a dream.
Mercury, I get lost in the innocence and bliss
Of your touch, gentle caress my face as I weep
While making love, and the darkness still creeps
Up in my thoughts, nightmares as I sleep
Blood, murder, and rape, and I scream
Awoken to white noise, we're all in a dream.
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