Back To Index Him"Behind The Crimson Door" Covered the carcass of time with flowers To send the scent of blame to the grave Set the darkest thoughts on fire And watched the ashes climb to Heaven's gates We hide behind the crimson door While the summer is killed by the fall Alive behind the crimson door While the winter sings: |
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