Coffee stains on the floorboards A personal stain of history Seems like only yesterday You sat in that broken chair facing me I’m caged in by this room I’m imprisoned by the view I’m a prisoner of my memories The only key belongs to you, belongs to you At nights I hear a mournful shout Someone so sad, so lost, a heartbreaking plea That shakes the glass on my curtain-less windows Here’s a melody of blood and mystery for me The Devil did fall, the most beautiful of them all That’s why I keep my door locked at nights Through all those awkward hours Till I pass out into the daylight Going round and round and round and round and round To the sound, to the sound Of this Ceremony Are these feelings just dressed up as words To walk out and live their separate lives Leaving me with nothing left inside An empty shell, a worthless voice After the sweat of love had dried And the madness fell terminally ill When you smiled your face went blank It was too late to say goodbye to you My bed is the Dead Sea My sheets are the ancient scrolls No more will I dream of immortality I will just bend to the hateful coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
