Marrow made a wife of Eve But no one gave up a rib for me And mine My heart did expose to the elements Calloused and untouched by a man's design Oh, my ugly organs How lucky we are Brick and mortar between my bones Built a kingdom fierce and fortified My name fading from the yellow page Stones are laid upon the mountainside Oh, my savage empire How lucky we are Never to be moved by the words of a liar The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes; it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it ride; it is mine Time has changed the metaphor Now, dust is not the origin of bone Little girl, don't let them sell you any armor All your ribs are still your own Oh, my precious child How lucky you are Handed down a shield for your tender parts The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes; it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it ride; it is mine The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes; it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it ride; it is mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
