There hangs a portrait eternal His hair remains rich and golden His beauty will hold forever Those blue eyes won't grow older I must undo this, my painting of sorrow It's never too late I see the face of his soul, upon the wall I worshiped you beauty too much A face without a heart You praised your life and deeds You are mad or playing a part We must undo this, we are both punished It's never too late I see the face of his soul, upon the wall I see his face, a life disgraced Your black blood now sees through your eyes I see you, I see what you've done I loved you, it's too much to bear I hate you and all you've become You must undo this, my painting of sorrow I fear it's too late My blood seeps out to stain his soul Upon the wall, I see that face His fall from graceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
