Rome - Transference | Текст песни

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• Transference

Let me step inside you. Block out all
memory. Seven years in want. Watching
it all slide. You with your slanderous
tongues. You make such beautiful
wounds. Always concealing your secret
doubts. As lovers do.
From god to crown. From king to guardian.
From master to initiate. We’ll hand it
Down. From lord to caesar. From soul to mind.
From master to initiate. We’ll pay
you back in kind.

So let us be vulgar. Let us tear things
apart. Let us not mind your language.
Let us ruin yet another start. Hope
belongs to its thieves. And to its thieves
alone, mind you. This is the longed-for
peace. Come too late, come too soon.

Must all determine here? Why still crave
their pardon? Call your colours forth. Let
us raise this siege. I know you wished me
bolder. Watching the shadows implode.
A farewell to bitter blood. And to the
lovers of old.
From god to crown. From king to guardian.
From master to initiate. We’ll hand it
Down. From lord to caesar. From soul to mind.
From master to initiate. We’ll pay
you back in kind.