Little Death

Testo di Little Death

GenereGotico
Durata5:39
Lingua originaleInglese
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Fall and rise and fall and rise My mouth was full of sticky lies And as I climbed upon a cloud I left behind this funny crowd My soul was captured by the fear To lose your love my sweetest dear The silence died between our hands We lost the way in different lands My weakly heart's condemned to burn Poured out the cup and no return So leave me in my little death And wait to come my final breath You saw my failure, little child You saw my death which was denied I laid my cheek upon your shade You lost a tear and shut the gate My weakly heart's condemned to burn Poured out the cup and no return So leave me in my little death And wait to come my final breath.