Can ye hear the siren call seduction in thine ear forward on we move to fall no longer do we fear
no beaded brow, nor bated breath a life well lived and earned a moment's pause, now lay to rest and wait upon thy turn
we can ask for nothing else for nothing we have left the things we hold, even our health are lost upon our final breath
O, her design, such a beautiful thing by her design such beauty she can bring O her design, such a beautiful death by her design, we now take our last breath
Can ye hear the siren call our final day is near Forward on we move to fall our fate made all more clear
No beaded brow, nor bated breath No cause for great concern a moment's pause, now lay to rest a that we deserve
We can ask for nothing else For nothing we have left Pray she grants us grace itself Pray she grants us death
O, her design, such a beautiful thing by her design such beauty she can bring O her design, such a beautiful death by her design, we now take our last breath
O, her design, such a beautiful thing by her design such beauty she can bring O her design, we shall draw our last breath and by her design, may she grant a good deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
