गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
Bask within our sedentary sins
Twitch beneath the pricks and jabs of conscience
Enter me and the sun
A rusted shard to draw the blood.
The Muse, a whore at work again
Fade the slightest sight, pine-needles dampen
A broken blade, a stolen face,
The epitaph - "Believe in Shame."
Well I've been dead before
- Back before I was born
Then entered Light, surcease of Nothing
But merely given time
One lowly blip of life
Spinning to the void again.
From the start know we are lost
A splintered two, the both of us
Helpless to believe in nothing.
