She lives in a world of her own making She floats like she will soon be hung She takes the wind from his creation And forgets the way that peace will come She blames the world for all her problems She forgets herself in everyone She sees the dark side of their nature And wants the darkness to destroy the sun
She whispers symbols and hieroglyphics She stands beneath the moon and sea She says she kills the one who loves her And then she points her gun at me I gave her vision in all her bullets I gave her words which calmed despair I gave her love against her shoulder I buried diamonds in her hair
I said I love you to her shadow Even as her figure walked I blamed my sadness on her words Remembering the way she talked The shape of masters long forgotten She formed without the need to say So I knew, and then in silence Understood that I would pay
Her fragile grace inside deep yearning Her eloquence with what she wore The way she woke up like a virgin The way she lay down like a whore Battle scars and sweet oblivion She whispered all these things to me And when she left me in the shadows I could no more seem to see
In the darkness I destroy her In the darkness I'm destroyed Without a season Or a lover I slip myself Into the void
She lives in a world of her own making She floats like she will soon be hung She takes the wind from his creation And forgets the way that peace will come She blames the world for all her problems She forgets herself in everyone She sees the dark side of their nature And wants the darkness to destroy the sun
In the darkness I destroy her In the darkness I'm destroyed Without a mission Or a cover I attempt To hold the void Without a season Or a lover I slip myself Into the void Without a mission Or a cover I attempt To hold the voidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
