A Fire Inside - Cold Hands | Текст песни

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• A Fire Inside
• Cold Hands

How I regret what I must do but
You've left me no choice.
Though I still strain I can't recall
The beauty of your fey voice.
Now that I've heard come through the
Walls, a song I've heard many times
I must return all you gave me in the
Company of swine.
We had found sacred ground
You burnt down.

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when
I leave so, please, cut the love song.

How I regret what I must do but
You must be replaced
For I cannot go on suffering
Such simple and common tastes.
When you met my eyes you sang
To me of passion, pain and will.
When I blinked you turned away
To kiss the hand of filth.
We had found sacred ground
I'll burn down

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when
I leave so, please, cut the love song.

Tell me who will hear your voice,
Your song,
When the smoke has cleared and
The lights are gone?
Tell me, who appears when I'm gone.

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when
I leave so, please, cut the love song.

I thought you sang so tastefully
But now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when
I leave so, please,
Cut the love song...

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