The Sign of the Southern Cross - Eating the Sun | Текст песни

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• The Sign of the Southern Cross
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VERSE 1:
Demonize – the devil in me
By way of wicked men - with their wicked tongues clacking.
I don’t mind – chastise.
Taste my lips – they burn from the running...

CHORUS:
I’VE TOUCHED THE SUN ON HIGH
AND TORE MY MIND AS I FELL FROM THE SKY;
I’VE BURNED MY TONGUE IN THIRST OF PEACE...
LIKE A HORRID BOLT FROM THE BLUE
I GUILD THE LILY AND FIND NOTHING IN YOU,
SO I WASH MY HANDS SO CLEAN OF THIS…

VERSE 2:
Lay me down – cast a sun shadow,
Let me blind my gaze – on you, you jackdaw widow.
The waking hours – have slowed.
Breathe it in – for your embrace has become a garrote...

CHORUS:
I’VE TOUCHED THE SUN ON HIGH
AND TORE MY MIND AS I FELL FROM THE SKY;
I’VE BURNED MY TONGUE IN THIRST OF PEACE...
LIKE A HORRID BOLT FROM THE BLUE
I GUILD THE LILY AND FIND NOTHING IN YOU,
SO I WASH MY HANDS SO CLEAN OF THIS…

BRIDGE:
The crescendo to your revenge has fallen on deaf ears
For in the fullness of time, all will mean nothing.
Your kind, I’ve learned off pat through these fruitless years -
But I’ve got it in the neck for conducting this symphony

In a way…

CHORUS:
I’VE TOUCHED THE SUN ON HIGH
AND TORE MY MIND AS I FELL FROM THE SKY;
I’VE BURNED MY TONGUE IN THIRST OF PEACE...
LIKE A HORRID BOLT FROM THE BLUE
I GUILD THE LILY AND FIND NOTHING IN YOU,
SO I WASH MY HANDS SO CLEAN OF THIS…
SO CLEAN OF THIS…


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