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David Shankle Group

There she walks, touching your soul like holy fire Heaven knows, heartache to your ears, madness disappears She's kissing the flame of desire Yesterday

Hidden beneath a fanciful sheath A mistress of mayhem and strife With the promise of heavenly bliss you'll forfeit your sight Sheltered below this

Her verse is formed by the light in her eyes She's taking control, moving my soul with her bridge of sighs Her chorus is love's counterpart Her teardrops

A woman sits and cries for her loss Counting the tears, estimating the cost She's blaming herself for letting him go Instead of defending the rights

In these days of confusion, in these nights of strife The past comes back to haunt you In this kingdom of madness, you fight for your life Tempestuous

In the days of old Stars disappear, nights are growing cold Oh, heroes of our schemes Reaching out to someone, someone of their dreams When the