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Dead Memories
Do you remember? The promise we made;
The day we kissed goodbye.
We said we'd make a 'death pact'
To keep us side by side.
I have waited; now the time is right,
The moon is in another sky.
I shall spill my blood; I shall be with you,
You must be with me, tonight!
My head it rests upon your tombstone;
My wrists I've cut so deep.
My body's trembling; I'm getting colder.
My love are you here with me?
I'll lay upon your, bed of stone;
Now soaked in cherry red.
Hope our love will, take me home,
To stay with you among, the dead.
I pray the dead have memories;
Of promises left behind.
It feels like hours; and I'm so lonely.
But I know I'm gonna die.
So before I go, give me a little sign;
Your promise was not a lie.
I'm sorry if I, seem a bit afraid.
I don't really want to die!
And though I love you, more than life,
It's not an easy thing to die; (I fear to die)
I pray the dead have memories;
of promises left behind.
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