Rosa Stigmata
The velvet red leaves
Of a battered rose
Falling down softly
Upon a cold stone floor
A young girl in her prime
Betrayed by her own imagination
Lying dead and naked
Upon the cold stone floor
Chorus:
Eyes and lips that could break glass
A body and face to just die for
But this just was not enough
For the greedy hands of her death
Red velvet leaves all around her
Soaked by the blood
Spilled by her love
Upon the cold stone floor
The man she thought she loved
Did not love her back at all
But instead took all she had
Killing her softly in his hall
Chorus:
Eyes and lips that could break glass
A body and face to just die for
But this just was not enough
For the greedy hands of her death
He betrayed her with his pretend love
And made her give him all
Giving nothing back but pain and cold
Broken and bound on the cold stone floor
Chorus:
Eyes and lips that could break glass
A body and face to just die for
But this just was not enough
For the greedy hands of her death
Love, pretend, betrayal, death, broken…
The Beauty’s Beast was not the prince she hoped…
Porcelain broken into pieces…
She could never dare to hope no more...
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This is our title song  . Although it does not depict totally what we are, it is just something that came to mind.Please comment! I want to know what you think!  Courtesy of Rosa Stigmata. It is not to be used for your own (commercial) usage. If we find out you did, there will be legal action following. © Scorching-Angel and Rosa Stigmata, 2009. |
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I am afraid of the dark, because that's where I live. A body without meaning, my own disfigured limbs. I shall not speak of fear, but something far beyond it. A world which I've created, but in which I cannot live.--Rozz Williams
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Designer phonebooths? How cute.
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(Ah well, dat heb ik ook altijd bij mijn tekeningen. Symptoom, onlosmakelijk verbonden met het kunstenaar-zijn.
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Designer phonebooths? How cute.
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