Apocalyprica
Hope is beauty, personified at her feet, the world, hypnotized A million flashes, a million smiles and on the catwalk she flaunts her style But in this heart of darkness our hope lies lost and torn all fame like love is fleeting when there s no hope anymore Pain and glory hand in hand a sacrifice the highest price Like the poison in her arm like a wisper, she was gone like when angels fall And in this heart of darkness our hope lies on the floor all love like fame is fleeting whe
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