you imbue me you imbue me with your seed and all i see is me reclining you... i see it all my ashen eyes still see it all still trying hard too keep
deluded into despair this emptiness more than i can bear all i own is pain and sorrow all i know is guilt anxiety, disgust of tomorrow i'm drowning in
yearning for life weak search for faith see them all allow themselves to be part of this waste see weak vanish away see them live with the lie see just
bewailing my memories my death is all that i claim nothing could fill my inanity my opaque apathy bleeds... afraid of this slow decay you see me fading
spending all my time trying to prove to myself you're not as hollow as you seem... suffering and love seem to have the same face same face... wasting
i hide from truth living in denial caught in a dream afraid of waking see through tears uncried and forgotten someone save me ... save me from myself
Crushed in the arms... Crushed in the arms of a bear. Crushed in the arms... Crushed in the arms of a bear. I strain... I strain... I strain... I strain
She was nervous, she was late She left it up to fate Standing at a phone And she knows what she wants And she came here to take it How perfect it could
I'm sure it was better Than this and I'll hope you suppose That I'm alright I'm buying you flowers You told everyone, they know everything is real And your madrigals
Fairest and majestic kind draped in royalty and prose Mountains born from youthful forest Cauldrons bore legends CHORUS Holy and sacred are these
In your arms, in your eyes I can see the Paris lights And the warm Italian nights Seems like summertime just flies Through so many skies we've flown
[instrumental]
our lone beholder? When do we walk the final steps? When can we scream instead of whisper? When is the new beginning, the end of this sad MADRIGAL.
About but i?m sure it was better Than this and i?ll hope you suppose That i?m alright i?m buying you flowers You told everyone, they know everything And your madrigals
In your arms, in your eyes I can see the Paris lights And the warm Italian nights Seems like summertime just flies Through so many skies we've flown So
que llevo en mi pecho una herida mortal Yo contigo no siento el sonar de la lluvia y el viento Porque llevo tu amor en mi pecho como un Madrigal
Our abode 'mongst the stars is waiting, long enough for our last breath of life. You stare at nothing, right through me, at times resembling the Devil
the nightt sky is so dark and deep and there's no moon on the black blue see / just one little star shines on me / while i'm swimming / i'm a fish / a