Elle, Swanlike Grace

ELLE, SWANLIKE GRACE

VERSE
She is a head
severed from swanlike neck.
Frail and pretty.
Like ghost of elegance.
Elle, ghost of elegance.

CHORUS
Hair like flowers,
daisies on gravestone.
I caress her face,
As I shiver in cold.
Daisies on gravestone.

VERSE
From any angle,
She exhibits angelic grace.
As her blood pours on my shirt.
Lips treated delicately.
Elle, angel of grace.

CHORUS
Hair like flowers,
daisies on gravestone.
I caress her face,
As I shiver in cold.
Daisies on gravestone.

BRIDGE
Dust to dust,
angels slowly withers in arms,
like chains of rust,
as I die within this heavenly caress.

Angel of grace,
Angel of rust.
Life like love,
turned to dust.

VERSE
She was not ugly,
Or particularly beautiful.
But she was my type.
Angel of rust and grace.

I gently wipe away,
the tears from her away.

CHORUS
Hair like flowers,
daisies on gravestone.
I caress her face,
As I shiver in cold.
Daisies on gravestone.

VERSE
Dust to dust
I wither away in to time,
like rust to dust.

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