The Rest For The Wicked کے بول

I wanna prophesize My vessel is capsized I sailed her through the tides Through my tears Through my cries I'll go down with a smile Under the stormy sky A passive suicide A suicide I didn't invite Live and let die You're born with hands tied I can't save your soul For I lost mine long ago Let me crawl into your heart Sting myself and burn your nest Let me crawl into your heart For the wicked get the rest I wanna alchemize My sorrow with your smiles and though I was chastised And exiled I will rise I'll drag you down the aisle Your hands cuffed close to mine We'll sail the seven seas And forever be lost at sea