Figured from Persephone by The Funeral March

Kiss the creatures in the rain again…
Shapes of angels dancing in my head
Deep in the night we promised not to speak
Sounds that shimmer darkly in my dreams

Bit by bit losing control…
The madness is taking its toll
You can't find your way alone
Lost in the maze and I don’t think that we will escape

Tigers in the garden wearing masks
Painting pale reflections of the past
Echoes of her laughter fade away
Another riddle for a stranger day

Another dark night of the soul
When did the night turn so cold?
Alone in the silence like stone
Lost in the maze and I don’t think that we will escape...
Now

Kissing creatures in the rain again…
Shapes of angels dancing in my head
Deep in the night we try forget the past
Dreams of our salvation never last

Bit by bit we lost control…
The madness has taken its toll...
We never found our way back home
Lost in the maze and I don’t think that we can escape

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