love story

• bir novembre parçası
  
  steal a diamond and pierce my heart
  with its point
  and take three silver drops of blood
  to sow your dried flesh
  use the harvest you get to appease the hunger
  of your crowd, which drains
  you day by day, draining you away
  
  you wanna eat my pearly eyes
  to fill the void you've got
  inside, sweet child of mine , you've got inside
  
  the pearly gates you dream of, are made of
  mortal hopes you stole away
  the pearly gates you long for are made of
  innocent night beings, heavenly unpure
  and yet so pure
  
  i feel ashamed for your soul
  this war seems to reach a crying end
  but why your very tears they never fall?
  your very mask it never fades away?
  your very face ain't going to be shown?