Here, not again
Tears hang in my throat, I lose a breath and bow my head
Her, still alseep
Addictive like the moment of release
A little dying makes you feel
Fall, of the day
The touch of winters chill has laid a claim
My breath appearing a haze
The towers make me dizzy and the lights are hellfire
To the merchants of decay, your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless heroes of our fear, they're still
here
DEAD... and awake
The cattle of the cardinal or people from which I take
In your eyes I can see you fantasize, not alive but a ghost
inside
I take my leave and dance around the hillside
To the merchants of decay, your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless heroes of our fear, they're still
here
To the merchants of decay, your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless heroes
Light a fire here to say, the love of an outcast is worth
all it's weight in golden pieces
Build your fire high, we'll never die
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