My Prison

My sweet dove who's name rhythms with love.

Fly away from these black gates.

Those black gates named life.

Take this silver key, or you will die.

Listen to the sound of chains rattling, there my cries for help.

My sweet dove who's name rhythms with love.

You brought me here my dove.

To the prison of my mind.

You made me a demon, a servant to Satan.

I should see love in your eyes, but I only see hell.

My sweet dove who's name rhymes with love.

You deceived me and god.

The tears I might have shed for you.

Grow cold and turn to tears of hate.

Keep on speaking words of passion and joy.

I won't be tricked again by you.

For you are Judas.

You speak the lies of the snake.

My sweet dove who's name rhymes with death.