Tytuł: Melt

• Wykonawca: Fields Of The Nephilim
• Wyświetleń: 295

  
   As she crawls from my hands
  Her eyes I think they've found me
  matter, blood
  Her features cease to be traced
  Oh forgive me
  Now have your place with god
  Innocence can be hell
  Of the perfumed and penetrated flesh
  She's melting, melting away
  Of the passions that seek and destroy us
  This subtle fire, the secret flame
  Torture by desire
  Transformation from flesh to spirit
  Melting, just melt
  There's a stillness
  Between the light and me
  Nothing but dreams and decay
  And the angel
  Whose wounds are my lamentation
  Oh just melt away
  Melting, Melting away...