Tears are drawn up into to fingertips In turn, corrode the stone It was gray when it was meaningful Now it blends in with your bones Oh, you could spin a lovely future One scrim between the kiss But on this side, amongst the dimming light I almost don't exist All is lost; peering behind the velvet cloth I had found you like a monolith Five speeds to my exhaust Tearing through the moonlit desert salts Obsidian-eyed and lost Though you exist alone, in parallel Black ring upon your hand Thieving seers had fed you oracles So you met all of my demands All those dreams; soft and uncertain against my teeth Wearing away Two rings, a violent end Wearing away Two rings, a violent end Away! Away! Asunder! I could talk around in circles Dragging my dull and worn excuse And I'd get whatever I deserve Within the run-out groove Wearing away Two rings, a violent endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
