Wander In the Fog - Søkte

Now what have I become? It's more black in my heart Than the ice in your lungs Hail elegance as we revel in the lust of pure destruction Miss Cadaverous, let me light the darkness in your eyes I am yours Like the stillness of a corpse With a heart bound by ache Though it doesn't beat it breaks I am cursed I sew my eyes shut just to sleep We're caught in all the webs we weave No sonnet for the recently deceased They lie awake just to hear you scream Strip the world and paint it fucking black Now what have you become? You once felt like home Now a ghost in the fog The funeral song of misery was played on keys of ivory "Miss Cadaverous", show me who you really fucking are In my eyes I am yours Such a paleness I adore With a heart bound by pain Though it doesn't beat it breaks I am cursed I sew my eyes shut just to sleep We're caught in all the webs we weave No sonnet for the recently deceased They lie awake just to hear you... Right here, right now Burn it fucking down Oh what a mess I have made of my life "His arms are around me His tongue in my eyes" Hide my face from the light "The Spider man is having me for dinner tonight" I am cursed Now go back to the start, I still hear her voice But she's lost in the fog I sew my eyes shut just to sleep We're caught in all the webs we weave No sonnet for the recently deceased They lie awake just to hear you scream Strip the world And paint it fucking black Your "love" is just a frail disguise To hide the pain behind your eyes In Lacerated lullabies We all fall down Your "love" is just your alibi The antidote of your demise In lacerated lullabies We all fall down