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Poetas malditos
Thursday, December 14, 2006,11:58 PM
Skid Row - In a darkened room
In a darkened room, beyond the reach of God's faith,
lies the wounded, the shattered remains of love betrayed
and the innocence of a child is bought and sold,
in the name of the damned, the rage of the angels left silent and cold

Forgive me please for I know not what I do
how can I keep inside the hurt I know is true?

Tell me when the kiss of love becomes a lie,
that bears the scar of sin too deep
to hide behind this fear of running unto you,
please let there be light in a darkened room

All the precious times, have been put to rest again
and the smile of the dawn, brings tainted lust singing my requiem
can I face the day when I'm tortured in my trust?
and watch it crystallize, while my salvation it crumbles to dust?

Why can't I steer the ship before it hits the storm?
I've fallen to the sea, but still I swim for shore

Tell me when the kiss of love becomes a lie,
that bears the scar of sin too deep
to hide behind this fear of running unto you,
please let there be light in a darkened room

posted by vylia
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