My love, an endless seduction in a play of affliction. Embracing our sin to replace what we've lost You will feel my grievous touch, once again
With your ephemeral breath witness you must heaven’s end. Portrait of a queen, perfection in flesh, my seraph enslaved
Only through blood and tears can a vision of heaven reach us Where choirs of light sing our names, you're an angel and I am god
You would say anything and sustain these stinging wounds for the slightest hope that I might again know the bliss to chain you
You would give anything, even step within your own tomb, just so I could hear your final cries end
That we may find cataclysmic relief, you bleed within this aberration of our hearts growing decay
When will I become at once undone, swallowed by your abysmal pains? So close to the stars, yet heaven's so far with you chained to me
Seraph, I need you enslaved at the edge of life and you need me, your guideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
