Stories whispered Of a blood that washed clean All horrors of our past and present To make us pure again
Alkaline solution Promised to heal Suffocating the protrusion Leaving but a shell
Poison running through her veins Bleeding into every precious cell
Alkaline solution Promised to heal Suffocating the protrusion Leaving but a shell
Poison running through her veins Bleeding into every precious cell
She takes a stolen breath to hear his voice once more Child, fragile, waits to see the sun come home Collapsing feeble hands feel silence echo through the room Her shining, borrowed light, flickers out
Hand in hand here we are, waiting for A final gust of wind
Frozen by her eyes, frigid bedside A plead to come alive
If I had known this crown of thorns would wrap around her Would I ever have prayed to you? Still here I stare into open skies Break through the lid, bend firmament, show me why to believe in you As here I stare
Climb Down, Climb Down, Climb Down From Heaven As here I stareTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
