Light of my life, bring the darkness Bring the dark so that fire shows Into the dark, light the torches Light the torches that paint the walls Into the night, close the circle Close the circle and wipe the stains Stain of my life hidden art work Cut this heathen free Slow like a shivering I stall her confessions No need for certainty, remembrance or truth Lust is the strangest allied In memories growing Willingly sad she must have remembered it all Martyr Hold your breath as your face gets broken torture Hold my breath as I want to break Ride out this little storm she told me wile bleeding I to have certain needs of bindings and hope Liar, your bodies closing, I feel it, I feel it Martyr of lust denial lets dry out your tears Martyr Hold your breath as your face gets broken Torture Hold my breath as I want to break Martyr Take my hand and I'll give you guidance Martyr Take my hand and we'll play for death Fall into sad comprehensions That I never had Once more under open skies And the trembling achievements will pay This is confessions and again, I live again The time must come for a closure, come for an end To break free from the burdens and to finally transcend into the solitude of a man in denial but until then the game Light of my life, bring the darkness Bring the dark so that fire shows Into the dark, light the torches Recollect the entire fall Into the night, close the circle Close the circle and wipe the stains Stain of my you're the art work Cut this heathen free Martyr, Hold your breath as your face gets broken Torture, hold my breath as I want to break Martyr, take my hand and I give you guidance Martyr take my hand and we pray for deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
