Lovers Eyes
Soft as the waters of paradise
Mixed with dark skies of ice
Yet warm as a summer breeze
Oh your blue, blue eyes
How they reach for me
How they call for me
How they hold me
Oh your blue, blue, blue, eyes
Crafted in the flames
Of a masters fire
Cast in hellfire
Oh your blue blue eyes
So intensely deep
My soul is held captive in their depth
Nay the window to thy soul
But to mine
Burned in hellfire
Tossed in wayward seas
Thus, now capture the worth of souls
Oh your blue eyes
Cantst I stay locked away a while longer?
In that place, where angels tread
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