My Ruin - Insomniac Moon | Текст песни

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Winter seems so far away

I open my mouth and I can taste the heat of the South
Baptized in Whisky I worship the sound
Thick like clouds under the Tennessee sky
Damned and divine
Every summer has a story and this one is mine
The high priestess of prophecy
I preach my sermons to the cicadas in the trees
Heavy with the holiness of his riffs
I bleed

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon, secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood, the sacred mood

Night falls and the fireflies surround me like rain
I can hear the distant thunder of August
Immaculate in its pain
This is the ballad of a blasphemous girl
The lament of an insomniac
A dirge for the sacrosanct
Doomed with the rumble of the deep
I pray my soul will continue to speak
As the low end strangles me

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon, secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood, the sacred mood

The Southern sun will light the room
With secrets of the moon, secrets of the moon
I close my eyes and come alive
Inside the sacred mood, the sacred mood

Beauty for some provides an escape
For others, an exquisite dying

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