I have never, had a way with words
But someone out in the night is waiting for me
But can you blame them?
We all see the blood on my hands
I'm coming out swear
I'm unarmed can't you see that there's
Fireworks in the sky,
On a night like tonight, could you watch a man die?
It's a fetish for the finite
That grips my soul
Like a lucifer love
Makes me whole
At the window, skinless hands tap glass
I'm handed a spade and I dig through the carpet my grave.
Will you do it for me?
Or must I by myself,
Is what I did really so bad can't you see that
I'm learning real fast?
I swear by my heart, that this sin is the last
It's a fetish for the finite
That grips my soul
Like a lucifer love
Makes me whole
No justice here, no softness dear.
You can take those things I left there
But don't take my memories
No I can't stand another night
Knowing you're not mine
You can take those things I left there
But don't take my memories
It's a fetish for the finite
That grips my soul
Like a lucifer love
Makes me whole
Under emerald skylines
We fight for our love
Like militia of the lost
We war
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