A Dance With Aera Cura

Miss May I · Apologies Are For The Weak [2009]

A kiss of shame temps to question love

Her sweet taste kills all beauty

Eyes of a goddess, I fall prison to

A heart of a fool, oh, I've been cursed

A goddess of love,

She imprisons me

So take my, take my hand



I wont forget

Her skin is crawling with regret

The feeling of nothing... is this all she ever wanted?



Her dress flows shimmering

Reflections of the damned cast upon these walls

They scream for salvation



Breaking everything you seem to love

Breaking everything you seem to love

She rises up from the shallows

She rises up from the shallows

Breaking everything you seem to love.



I will never forget

I wont forget

I wont forget