Love apocalypse

by Emma B   Jun 14, 2006


This is the end
and all the birds are falling
and all the flowers are wilting
to you my love, we're meant for each other
and the sky is melting
the trees are wailing
this is the end of the world
crashing stars and weak flames
hold me, hold me
my love
my desire
my sweet
my soul
proclaim me to the hells below
proclaim me, proclaim me!
kiss me, kiss me
take this victory
put an end to my agony
because this is the end
my love

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