Gothic Americana Music

YVELINE

YVELINE

I was born with a cursed streak in me
Stars were crossed, and so sealed my Fate
The tragic flaw in this malady
Took the form of desire in wait

Fortune never smiled in my favor
With regards to the mysteries of love
Was I let off for good behavior?
Were you sent from below or from above?

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Yveline
You awaken the murder in me
Yveline
Such a beautiful end to my peace…

What a cruel and complete surrender
To be bent to the whims of her will
As I sought ever to content her
She thought only to shoot for the kill

My heart held in brutal suspension
When each night, she would flee my side
Still I buried my apprehension
Was it out of love or out of pride?

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BRIDGE
How many men must I contend with?
How was I sent this unending curse?

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