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4.11th Hour The hour of reckoning draws near Judgment day is here and gone Sweetly she draws me into her arms A liquid embrace to chase the day way. Sedate Numb Deaf and Dumb Stumbling into solitude. A clouded judgment day is fueled. Take me under your black wings Mark my words and remember me. So sweetly she shucks away at my time So sweetly she draws me nigh Closer and closer towards never ending sleep Spin the bottle Kiss only the bottle. The dark mistress of many, beholden to none Slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement Eternal engagement Never consummated. Take me under your black wings Mark my words and remember me. Destroyer of senses. So take as needed for the pain Another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky. My sweet demoness beckons me Ever again and again and again and again. The dark mistress of many, beholden to none My sweet demoness beckons me Ever again and again and again and again and again. Take me under your black wings. Jacked up on the taste of self-destruction. 5.End Of The Line I do declare, there's something in the air I'm burning the candle at both ends Bitter betrayals, skeleton keys Houses to haunt, well it's alright by me Rags to ruin, some foolhardy choices Some would say, not a ghost of a chance The ghosts in my mind, they're one of a kind They tell me what to do, and it's shut down you Some things are best just left unsaid End of the line, end of the line One door closes, another door closes And now you're boxed in End of the line, end of the line Feel eyes in the trees, the foreboding path The turn of the head, I hear it laugh It says "Hang 'em now," it says "Hang 'em high" When you are done, then hail to the sky I've been taught to get the fuck up To dust myself off, and to go it again The ghosts in my mind, they're one of a kind They tell me what to do, and it's shut down you Some things are best just left unsaid End of the line, end of the line One door closes, another door closes And now you're boxed in End of the line, end of the line Shit Bitter betrayals, the foreboding path I've come to shut you down Rags to ruin, some foolhardy choices Some would say, not a ghost of a chance The ghosts in my mind, they're one of a kind They tell me what to do, and it's shut down you Some things are best just left unsaid End of the line, end of the line One door closes, another door closes And now you're boxed in End of the line, end of the line  paroles ajoutées par MetalmouN - Modifier ces paroles |  |
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