ฟังเพลงThe Final Hour

The Final Hour - Nocturne

We meet just past sundown

Hands clenched tempers flared

Two frail figures doused in hatred

An intimately vile affair

The sound growing louder

The beating won't abate

Now lies our initiation

These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down

Rolling scratching in the dirt

This encounter is so perfect

A sudden rush begins our siege

Your eyes fill with a seductive rage

For one quick flash I feel you stroke me

Then the pain is reengaged

You throw me up against the wall

For one quick flash I feel you want me

And then everything goes black

These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down

Writhing fighting in the dirt

This encounter is so perfect

Your lips caress my neck

For one quick flash I feel you hate me

Your nails dug in my skin

But your hate is what intoxicates me

As I gain redemption

Your hate turns to fear

One final blow concludes our act

I leave you there with one last kiss