Victory, such deceit by phantomsearcher, literature
Literature
Victory, such deceit
"Funny thing - you wanna destroy a man, you don't need to kill him. You just need to kill what he loves"
Her name was Angel she helped you escape
She worked for her father she had control of the place
Her smile is framed right next to his throne
She held the key he entrusted to her exclusively
She did everything she could to destroy him relentlessly
So now her wings are dripping with innocent blood
Her death was in vain. Do you still think you've won?
He's evil, a monster who locked her away.
In the safest place on this anarchy death trap.
She wanted it to happen she was the victim.
So was he, and you'd know that if asked the right siren.
S
Live to love, Live to die by phantomsearcher, literature
Literature
Live to love, Live to die
She was dead.
How could he let this happen.
He had done everything.
He stayed by her side.
Held her every minute he had the chance.
He even thought of her in the midst of battle.
What had he done wrong?.
Was he just another victim,
of that beautiful beast, they call love?
That sweet torcher that every man has experienced.
Fire, rage, passion, love,… hatred.
What would he have to do in order to get her back?
What must he give to see his one true love.
His only destiny?
His heart?
What must he do to get it back.
What must he do to live again.
To run down those meadows with her.
To hold her warmth to his chest.
To feel what love feels l
Victory, such deceit by phantomsearcher, literature
Literature
Victory, such deceit
"Funny thing - you wanna destroy a man, you don't need to kill him. You just need to kill what he loves"
Her name was Angel she helped you escape
She worked for her father she had control of the place
Her smile is framed right next to his throne
She held the key he entrusted to her exclusively
She did everything she could to destroy him relentlessly
So now her wings are dripping with innocent blood
Her death was in vain. Do you still think you've won?
He's evil, a monster who locked her away.
In the safest place on this anarchy death trap.
She wanted it to happen she was the victim.
So was he, and you'd know that if asked the right siren.
S
Live to love, Live to die by phantomsearcher, literature
Literature
Live to love, Live to die
She was dead.
How could he let this happen.
He had done everything.
He stayed by her side.
Held her every minute he had the chance.
He even thought of her in the midst of battle.
What had he done wrong?.
Was he just another victim,
of that beautiful beast, they call love?
That sweet torcher that every man has experienced.
Fire, rage, passion, love,… hatred.
What would he have to do in order to get her back?
What must he give to see his one true love.
His only destiny?
His heart?
What must he do to get it back.
What must he do to live again.
To run down those meadows with her.
To hold her warmth to his chest.
To feel what love feels l