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Quarta-feira, 28 de Janeiro de 2009

"10 minutes late" M.D.O. special: Murder Ballads

10 Minutes Late

It was a sunny summer day

All the children were out to play

And I stood against a wall waiting for her

She was my goddess undercover

A sight of beauty and wonder…

Oh, how much I loved her…

Holly was her name

And she was not the one to blame

Nor was I in this lovely game

I just could say that it was fate

That brought us face to face

And as always she was a little late… for now…

3 o’clock pm. Children jumping and laughing around

I was distracted by all that sound and she was nowhere to be found

When suddenly I felt a warm soft touch

A sweet light scent that was never too much

Hazel eyes and chocolate hair

Oh my love had come outta nowhere… for now

I hugged her tight and said:

“You 10 minutes late, but don’t be sad

Coz it’s always worth the wait for you...”

She looked me straight in the eyes

Kissed me, and reached deep inside

And said: “I’ll Love you till I die” … so right.

6 o’clock pm. The garden was a deserted land.

She stayed with me all the afternoon

Kissing me, speaking to me, holding my hand

And when the sun was low, she left like the noon

Only to meet me later, in the cold night

That came closer with the death of light

“10 o’clock meet by Café Sunrise

And try to be there on time” She said.

“Don’t worry my dear. I’ll be there on time.”

I said, and now I hope I was dead.

For I wish I was there on time

To avoid such dreadful crime!

10 minutes late was all it took!

For that bastard and his hook

Rip the light off her hazel eyes

And let the blood drown her cries!

With this grizzly act of murder

The sorrowful crying of her lover!

“NOOOOOOOO” I screamed out loud.

“Why you” I kept asking my screaming mind

I looked up at the sky and there was this cloud

Just above me and my dead love

It stared me right in the eyes!

And I screamed out my sorrowful cries!

Alone in the darkest street

I hold her in my arms

Her kiss once so sweet

Now so cold it harms…

My aching soul and heart!

How will I not fall apart?

And so I took her to a cemetery

And sat with her on a grave

The night was drenched in melancholy

And I cried blood over who I craved

For so many years as the sight of the moon

Her death made me await my doom,

I so hope it come soon…

-M.D.O. Special 1st issue "Murder Ballads: 10 minutes late"

©Mal D’Or

Algo de diferente hoje. Uma das minhas Murder Ballads acompanhada de uma ilustração.

As Murder Ballads vão passar a ser posts especiais na M.D.O. de mês a mês. Disfrutem.

-See you next time, have a weird day!O.o

-M

Feelin:

depressed

Soundzone: The Funeral Of Hearts - H.I.M.

tags: 10 minutes late, 1st, issue, m.d.o., murder ballads, sad, song

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