I was born with a black heart and tongues of fire to burn you alive Because the purest light could only be born in exquisite darkness
Of death, I’ve wished upon many I’ve uttered the names And only total annihilation could Erase all the suffering of the world Yet I feel nothing
Within haunted chambers I lay dormant With fingers, pale and cold One breath closer to absolution
And death will bring her home To disintegrate And death will bring her home Forever
The only closure, as lungs collapse The closing walls of my rapture This hell I call my homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
