Nightmare Of The Night

the cruelness of love

I said to her to dance with me,
She refused and break's me,
I want to laugh her with me,
But after this she Laugh's at me,
She had become the wall,
Which I cannot cross on my feet's,
She has the thing which I badly need,
She is every where in my dreams,
I love her so badly,
That I will be soon be on my knees,
She has become the,
Killing machine which,
Kills me every time,
I get on my feet's.