September sun blowing golden hair
Now keep in mind son
She was never there
October's rust
Bisecting black storm clouds
Only the deaf hear my silent shouts
Yet in the dark, still he screams your name
Nights living death with witch rhymes insane
Ten years amassed, para toda mi vida?
Lost man in time, was his name Peter?
September sun, rotted flatbush porch
I would have run then, had I known the cost
Autumnal rays turned your eyes to stone
Did it give you pleasure to steal my soul?
Yet in the dark, still he screams your name
Nights living death with witch rhymes insane
Ten years amassed, para toda mi vida?
Lost man in time, was his name Peter?
I know a lot of people that will say "I know how you feel" or "I can relate". In this case I DO know how he feels. I've been there more times than I care to think about. I can't speak for the man who wrote this song (Peter Steele), but I know that when I find love, and lose it just the same and the woman walks out, each time, they take a little piece of me with them. It says in the bible that "the lord givith and he taketh away" well if he taketh any more away, I don't know how much there will be left of me. The one thing you can always count on in life is change, and that's not always change for the good.
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