Your solution never came, Your excuse is still the blame, And you're sick for petting now, Sacrifice your sweetest drop So you'll make it to the top, You will shine, I'll show you how,
Life of goddess seems so frail, Skin is liquid, eyes are pale, Only worshipers will count, You will change it, I foretell, Let me comb your hair as well, Throw the rosehips on the ground...
Interlude.
Just be sure it's right To laugh when all others cry, To make them sing, Just be sure you fight Not him, but your doubt, There'll be no request For mercy and no reply In the warmth of night, There'll be heart arrest And lights will be out...
I predicted different thing, But for now, you're on the wing, Sowing grace upon the world Scissor-razor bits below, I am always at first row I see your halo's bleeding gold...
Interlude: (Petrified airborne) (Then who else will mourn) (Drink your sweetest torn)
Just be sure it's right To laugh when all others cry, To make them sing, Just be sure you fight Not him, but your doubt, There'll be no request For mercy and no reply In the warmth of night, There'll be heart arrest And lights will be out...
Solo
Just be sure it's right To laugh when all others cry, To make them sing, Just be sure you fight Not him, but your doubt, There'll be no request For mercy and no reply In the warmth of night, There'll be heart arrest And lights will be out...
And I'm sure it's right You laugh when all others cry, With the laugh that only makes me sing, I'm so sure you fight Not him, but your doubt, There'll be no request For mercy and no reply In the warmth of night, There'll be heart arrest And lights will be out...