Myths, legends, untold stories Pass by like successive seasons Mythical oaths, forgotten glories They don't happen without reason Whispering secrets
poetry.... From grace I fell in love with Her Scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest "Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn
forest And my soul saw The enchanted forest In the autumn The black cat laid The leaf came to dance with the maid The mist whispered In the deep rain Secrets
on and on. 'Cause I know you by heart. I still hear your voice On warm Summer nights Whispering like the wind. (Oh oh ohh?) You left in Autumn
up here" she asks her mother if she slept with strangers the Phantom warped her brain went out, all the things her mother said and whispered to a sneer an autumn
gave me lives on and on 'Cause I know you by heart I still hear your voice on warm summer nights Whispering like the wind You left in autumn, the leaves
, like the autumn sun Should be dyin' but it's only just begun Like the twilight in the road up ahead They don't see just where we're goin' All the secrets
She's dawning on me She's dawning on me She's dawning on me For you I'm a good for nothing woman Red lips, red leaves fall on my knees like autumn I
drinks that I?ve been drinking I?ve been dreaming I?ve been keeping My secrets safe inside my body while I?m sleeping Prechorus She leans in close, starts whispering
... thy dying light Howling screams I hear Through forest dusk , the autumn shade Different shades of dark With hate embracing melancholy Thy kingdom
From grace I fell in love with her scent and feline lure And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm autumn
poetry From grace I fell in love with her Scent and feline lure and jade Woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm autumn
vast majestic wings These are the shores whereto my soul Blood drenched and unredeemed Shalt seek solace in secrets told Through the whispers of a dream
At the very start There were whispers in the dark And for all the world to see There was witchcraft at its heart And on the autumn air The scent of bonfires
off By rebaptism in white The looking glass cast belladonna wreaths 'Pon the grave of her innocence Her hidden face spat murder from a whisper to a
