Unluckybolte
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The Beauty Cries
The Lord of mortals, Kind and loving knew you since
The cruelty being shown to sting my essence
What brought the harshness in your acts
To hurt the dearest, let her tear thousands of shores
Why do the eyes you possess are raining flame
After knowing, the destiny of her is not easy to contain.
You ripped the beauty in her and shove the pain
Why let her suffer while you have the doom's day
Don't you notice the weakening in her shape,
Once who floated free, is now trapped inside your chains,
The anguish you transmit is for me to hate
The scars left on the physique she has,
And still, you are not tired to end this all.
Mark an end to her pain, I warn
Or you will suffer of the curses I give.
The Lord of mortals, Kind and loving knew you since
The cruelty being shown to sting my essence
What brought the harshness in your acts
To hurt the dearest, let her tear thousands of shores
Why do the eyes you possess are raining flame
After knowing, the destiny of her is not easy to contain.
You ripped the beauty in her and shove the pain
Why let her suffer while you have the doom's day
Don't you notice the weakening in her shape,
Once who floated free, is now trapped inside your chains,
The anguish you transmit is for me to hate
The scars left on the physique she has,
And still, you are not tired to end this all.
Mark an end to her pain, I warn
Or you will suffer of the curses I give.