Games played by thieves of hearts
They blind you with their words
Gaining entrance to your soul
Toying with situations that will tear your world apart
This is their job
This is their job
Their sole mission in life
Manipulating every thought in such a perfect way
So it's effects can slice through your heart like a knife
Working their sorcery that we see as goodness
Blinded by all that is bewitching
Never being quite aware of their motives
In the blink of an eye all is unveiled
Revealing their true colours
To what was once a world of beautiful madness
Has now become a hollow sadness
To what do I owe this auspicious occasion
How could I have been so blind
To have allowed my heart to open in such a treasonous manner
Fooled by a thief who had no intention of forever
And no possible conception of what love is
But that is the intention of the thief of hearts
Who plays their game with no conscience
Looking for a willing soul, who still believes in a fairy tale
Making a mockery of what is real and pure
Bringing an ailment that will wither and rot the truest heart
Embedding within it a disease, that time must try and cure.
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