Paroles de Entwine

Your hands of thorns Embrace my neck Crimson adorns My shortened breaths A screen of mesh Over my chest This waste of flesh Is second best Through ruins of my damaged care You are relapsing, it's not hard to see I'm glad that you're still standing there When you're crumbling, collapse into me As limits bend Our minds ascend I am your slave Until the end When you caress All that is left Cover my eyes Lay me to rest Through ruins of my damaged care You are relapsing, it's not hard to see I'm glad that you're still standing there When you're crumbling, collapse into me