Statues are so beautiful Age shall not wither them Photos frame milliseconds So the years can't condemn
Lamentably We will grow old And relentlessly We will grow cold
But in my dream of Dorian Gray I staple blossom onto trees Carve my image deep in rock And drink from virgin arteries
Born a perfect specimen Purity is only loaned Curse chromosomes as slowly flesh Learns to drip down from bone
So inevitably We will grow old And regrettably We will grow cold
But in my dream of Dorian Gray I staple blossom onto trees Carve my image deep in rock And drink from virgin arteries
Glowing youth slows to dulled age And liver spotted atrophy Degraded and decrepit Salad days grind to senility
But in my dream of Dorian Gray I staple blossom onto trees Carve my image deep in rock And drink from virgin arteriesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
