Dreams Of Angels Under Glass
Dreams of angels under glass
Of the purest form
Backs into the dusk
Love is lost in passion
Maybe never found
Below the wet dreams
Filled with sound
Solitude drenched in bliss
Carefully kissed
Locked in the boxes of time
Love was only thought to be kind
Dreams of angels under glasses
Of the purest form
Back into the dusk
Love is lost in passion
Lust is burnt into ashes
Lost in the glasses
Covering the eyes
Of the beauty
Dripping from the sky.