Nights Like These - Storming Valhalla


With each step I can feel the ground shake as if we were to die this very instant.
We bleed like running water.
We are alone in this.
You�re dead to me.
Welcome home in a bodybag.
You have no morals left and your love is lustful one.
Follow me to the edge, let�s hold hands and die together.
I can�t look up for the life of me.
I can�t take seeing and empty sky once more.
We have killed ourselves and slit our wrists dry.
Each and every one of us.

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