I sit before the stone maiden
She reminds me of you
Scantily clad to resemble your mind too
Open
Every piece starts to rumble
Breaking the silence as the movement shows peace
But sounds of violence
I can hear the aches in your growth
I can feel my pain in your own
I sit there alone as I've been all along
But the stone maiden still shaking away the days pass
The immobility of the past to make me understand
She raises hands and reaches out
As she grabbed me I felt what I thought I could only dream about
The maiden was you
Or maybe you had been her
But it feels like we surfaced in synchronized birth
Your eyes glaze and gaze upon me
Grace your taste and fragrance
Erase any trace of pain
My stone maiden I think I love you
My stone maiden I know I love you
An angel mistook me for peace
Said take me and we'll be complete
She faced me her lips hit my cheeks
Was then that my legs went so weak
Her presence was magic our hearts
Collided collapsing the darkness
Held from the past of the harvest
Love rose to match and we hardened
Grabbed me and sprouted her wings
Said "baby just hold on to me
I wanted to make you a king
As long as you make me the queen
Cause you are the thing that I need
In life I've been puzzled
You're peace
So will you say yes if you please
I'm begging I'm begging you please
I could be your
I could be your angel
I could be your angel
I could be your's"
Maybe once or twice I held the knife up to my chest
Wanted it pressed beneath the breast to reach the depths inside my head
Accepted death that was to come
But not the hurt I would inflict on those I met and loved
Who would've seen me bled out as they wept
I held inside this mind with pride the tide that shifted
Mine to dine on line inscriptions
Writing out with my encryptions
Lies I stick with
Everytime I grab the mic it blisters
From the heat of twisted whiskers
Whispering smashing my life to splinters
Levitating is a light in center
Flickering triggers my mind to (5 ticks)
Time is useless
Or maybe i'm confused and I'm eluding
I conclude this portion will be high allusions
My first movement
Versetile the Prodigy - Angel Lyrics
Versetile the Prodigy - Angel Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
I sit before the stone maiden
She reminds me of you
Scantily clad to resemble your mind too
Open
Every piece starts to rumble
Breaking the silence as the movement shows peace
But sounds of violence
I can hear the aches in your growth
I can feel my pain in your own
I sit there alone as I've been all along
But the stone maiden still shaking away the days pass
The immobility of the past to make me understand
She raises hands and reaches out
As she grabbed me I felt what I thought I could only dream about
The maiden was you
Or maybe you had been her
But it feels like we surfaced in synchronized birth
Your eyes glaze and gaze upon me
Grace your taste and fragrance
Erase any trace of pain
My stone maiden I think I love you
My stone maiden I know I love you
An angel mistook me for peace
Said take me and we'll be complete
She faced me her lips hit my cheeks
Was then that my legs went so weak
Her presence was magic our hearts
Collided collapsing the darkness
Held from the past of the harvest
Love rose to match and we hardened
Grabbed me and sprouted her wings
Said "baby just hold on to me
I wanted to make you a king
As long as you make me the queen
Cause you are the thing that I need
In life I've been puzzled
You're peace
So will you say yes if you please
I'm begging I'm begging you please
I could be your
I could be your angel
I could be your angel
I could be your's"
Maybe once or twice I held the knife up to my chest
Wanted it pressed beneath the breast to reach the depths inside my head
Accepted death that was to come
But not the hurt I would inflict on those I met and loved
Who would've seen me bled out as they wept
I held inside this mind with pride the tide that shifted
Mine to dine on line inscriptions
Writing out with my encryptions
Lies I stick with
Everytime I grab the mic it blisters
From the heat of twisted whiskers
Whispering smashing my life to splinters
Levitating is a light in center
Flickering triggers my mind to (5 ticks)
Time is useless
Or maybe i'm confused and I'm eluding
I conclude this portion will be high allusions
My first movement
She reminds me of you
Scantily clad to resemble your mind too
Open
Every piece starts to rumble
Breaking the silence as the movement shows peace
But sounds of violence
I can hear the aches in your growth
I can feel my pain in your own
I sit there alone as I've been all along
But the stone maiden still shaking away the days pass
The immobility of the past to make me understand
She raises hands and reaches out
As she grabbed me I felt what I thought I could only dream about
The maiden was you
Or maybe you had been her
But it feels like we surfaced in synchronized birth
Your eyes glaze and gaze upon me
Grace your taste and fragrance
Erase any trace of pain
My stone maiden I think I love you
My stone maiden I know I love you
An angel mistook me for peace
Said take me and we'll be complete
She faced me her lips hit my cheeks
Was then that my legs went so weak
Her presence was magic our hearts
Collided collapsing the darkness
Held from the past of the harvest
Love rose to match and we hardened
Grabbed me and sprouted her wings
Said "baby just hold on to me
I wanted to make you a king
As long as you make me the queen
Cause you are the thing that I need
In life I've been puzzled
You're peace
So will you say yes if you please
I'm begging I'm begging you please
I could be your
I could be your angel
I could be your angel
I could be your's"
Maybe once or twice I held the knife up to my chest
Wanted it pressed beneath the breast to reach the depths inside my head
Accepted death that was to come
But not the hurt I would inflict on those I met and loved
Who would've seen me bled out as they wept
I held inside this mind with pride the tide that shifted
Mine to dine on line inscriptions
Writing out with my encryptions
Lies I stick with
Everytime I grab the mic it blisters
From the heat of twisted whiskers
Whispering smashing my life to splinters
Levitating is a light in center
Flickering triggers my mind to (5 ticks)
Time is useless
Or maybe i'm confused and I'm eluding
I conclude this portion will be high allusions
My first movement
Writer: Raushon Chapman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid