Killing Cupid - Music

War, at war with the one that used to adore at war, at war Burn, burn in the fire in which you'll return you'll burn, you'll burn

but before you fade away into my memory...

I set you free, t'was not the wind that tore you from me love is, it seems, a butterfly with iron wings

More, more is the pity that you lost where you thought you'd gained, you'd gained now every single time I flash across your mind I'll lead you by the hand to the shade from the sunshine it's you fate, your fate

we let go when we almost had it all

Like an iron butterfly wants to (fly), but it can't

dead inside, and dead down under your assuming lover to kill, or not to kill is all I ever wonder but if even angels eat apples, then what chance have I? who was rotten at birth, but this is not about worth

Just once more, will I return to you I will re-adore when you've given to me, given to me I will make sure nothing comes between us I'll re-adore, when you've given to me given to me what you've hidden

inside every made up story lies a jackonory what if I were to forget you, that I ever met you? and if even angels eat apples then what chance have I? who was rotten at birth, but its not about worth

so hidden and so unsure of who we are now both sickness and cure

no winter without rain no feeling without pain heart clenching like a fist and sealing with a kiss oh you're so cruel had you hanging like a noose around my neck but I cut you loose stand firm in your lie dont turn around I can see it from you eyes cos you;re turning em down no suprise seeing you fall to pieces one day you'l forget you're hurting now you'l need something to remind you so memorize this; I'll see you all in pieces no tearing withou claws no mistrust without cause heart flinching when you're near and shrinking back in fear and saying you're sorry wont tell a different story so may contrary you're heart is dead and buried and all the kings horses and men wont piece you back together again

just one wheel to set in motion all the rest one repentant life to go before i rest and i'll be to you what youre to me killing karma dead so there can be;

no more crying, no more sighing, no more fighting, no more dying, we fall like heavy leaves from the sycamore

like a fossiled flower held unto my chest from its seeds remorse will bloom and i'll confess and i'll be to you what youre to me killing karma dead so there can be;

no more thunder, no more lightning going under's, very frightening we fall like heavy leaves from the sycamore no more dying

I wish to be forgiven I caused you much agony please forgive me

even with my wings I'm crawling cut from the sky now it's fly or die feathers black with sin are falling filling the sky now its fly or die

I wish to bloom and blossom for every sin forgotten one begotten

I've been here before, where there is no light there is no flight

Look in my eyes, they will reveal what the dawn could't hide I'll learn to live with every sin I was forced to forgive and write the rage upon it; my twisted soul my mind is a broken mind everything is gonna be alright so they say, so they say, so they say stand up to your life to don't cry toss it to the wind and it will fly toss it to the wind and it will fly chasing my fate, a broken mind leads to much miscreate from high was I flung like icarus flew too close to the sun and landed hard upon it; my twisted soul

whatever you do, don't waste it whatever you do, dont break it

tilly was a daffodile, tilly was my friend, all the other flowers were so jealous tilly was an angel in a human make pretend but one night my dear tilly did get careless she used to tell me that i was her best friend but saying that made tilly such a liar tilly was an angel in a human make pretend the updraught of her wings would take me higher

i lost my dearest tilly to a devil i cant name upon a rack of meat the lambs were feeding a battered baby doll her perfect face contort with pain i found my tilly broken up and bleeding

the last time i heard tilly, she was screaming oh and there was blood in her hair oh and there was violence everywhere and with her all of my dreams fell down

It don't matter to me where I fall now my heart has broken free from the thrall of loves stupid angel cupid worst enemy to me, cold and cruel I dream of breaking cupids bow pulling every arrow shot in my soul I dream of killing cupid so; killing love and killing woe wit his brush red he dips from the cuts every heart that he slits turns to dust then thus righted, turns he flighted leading hearts to their ache, home to rust I dream of kiling cupid so; killing love and killing woe

into hell i escape, where no-one dare give chase all around feathers fall, angels sins paints these walls

all the things that leave me so unsure i see them clearly now; you were wanting more beside me tried to tell you what you wanted to hear but I was so unclear and you were no where near me pity i feel you like you're second nature to me i feel you like you're....

youre fake world starts to shake youre fascade starts to break all around angels cry innocence waves goodbye

dark clouds covering all feelings only when im breathing does it hurt i hear things telling me i have no reason for being here at all

but i feel you like youre second nature to me

I don't care for love, all the world sinks under her heavy feather Love don't care for me, orphan to a fallen ideology.

If I were a miracle, I'd be yours.

Fortune favours none, fortune wagers souls in the barrel of her gun, love she left for dead, shot her between the eyes in their game of roulette.

If I were a tragedy, I'd be yours.

But if I can't have love, I've no reason to fly, pluck me from the dust, cut me out of the sky. If I can't see you love, I was born with no eyes, pluck me from the mire, shoot me out of the sky

Heavy feathered I fall, with no reason to fly

So fallen we are like a wound before it felt any scar like a falling leaf in autumn travels far never knowing which direction it will fall I have seen the things no eye has ever seen I see all the Autumn colours neath the green like a ship thats setting anchor stars to sail I can hear it when Winter starts to wail~ there's no flicker of emotion in Gods eye as it throws a thousands angels from the sky and they catch their own reflection as they fall down into a world that makes no sense at all they fall and we are; autumn natured we are fallen natured we are