The Fountainmaid

Dreams of the dazed
The dead speaks while life begets
False in the rapture
The fairy wails
In your eyes against demise
Fire on the fountain

Stolen by, ruled by desire
All my love, torn pieces of myself

Your sweet lipper taste
Roll it back & sleep the pain
Excommunication.
Disenchanted,
Disavowed by the wrong,
Fortress of my own

Glorified, born in the fires of sorrow
All the laughs, feed, crawl in denial
Spread and fly, forever now

Fear, not the light of dawn
Touch my shadow, and dusk shall follow
Face me, now I'm alive
Not tomorrow, my time is borrowed
For all my sorrow, I will follow

The Fountainmaid (Single Release)

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