Love Song with Armageddon

Hold me in your arms as we watch the world burn.

Kiss me to the edge of the apocalypse.

Touch me like I'm the last you'll ever touch.

Touch me like I'll never be touched again.

Just touch me.

Feel my heart, and let me know I'm alive.

Seduce me with whispers of could-have-beens.

Tell me we have nothing left to lose,

that there is nothing left to do,

that there is nothing left.

Make love to me until the very end.

We don't have much time.


Please hurry.


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