Remake Here I am in Necropolis Run my fingers down my spine Beneath my feet a thousand ruins Coming here in my own time Here I am and here I'm staying
I do recall that face I've done my best to wash you away But still your fingerprints on my skin And still your scent all over me There's no more time
Words vomited into a face Cold leavings, there's only bleak and lifeless duty Moan into my ear, though I know You would break me but I will watch you
He who longed for the stars They would soothe him In this painful world, no one is spared He who longed for the stars Their icy silence Frozen eyes, just
Silence has already spoken They have all failed to hold their chairs Shame left its print on their faces Muted and perfectly there And so am I Rust,
This is all yours if you want it My sick landscape, dry and fevered My survival and the hunger Growing older in a heartbeat You took us by surprise Stepped
.....and when the ocean washed me up onto you shore, was I then saved? Oh, loveable liar You whispered tales to me at night, but how come you never gave
The traitor's mark I see myself through read, dead eyes I make myself this prison For Babylon the time has come This time I'm sure you'll listen This
Turn, turn Let the rosegrove burn Turn, turn Watch the flies and learn Turn, turn Grinding it down Turn, turn Make it go on Sleep tight, wait long Hold
Sonatine for the desired one You make my blood boil You make me real You show me what my life could be You make my eyes burst with stinging joy You
Where do you go? I don't know Cold carbon air Breathing out filth Breathing in burning blue Nothing breaks me now Go! Let my hands go Go! (Today
Oh, it's really alluring These mortal sins of the flesh I never toy with amusement And I have no time for repent Down over my head Silence, nothing
The mist has covered my eyes And whispers of sleep in my ear The past has been swept off my hands But I still remember your name So lull me to sleep
Something's changing I feel I see Tearing me to dust Stillborn laughter My master is here How do I know? Undertow tells me so Down I go Hard-eyed
A daring step The waiting crowd A hungry child must learn to bow Yes, this is all the bitter truth The gritty sand beneath your feet The taste of
On the eleventh day He reached out his hand And made the sign of parting Spoke the words of taking leave And of never going back To breathe the air of
Estoy en el suelo siento dos perforaciones creo k toi sudando corren las palpitaciones algo en mi mano esta caliente y fluye se intuye kema la sangre
[musick & lyrixxx - Matt Harvey, 1997] In the dissection of flesh and the sawing of bone, I've coaxed confessions from the lips of the dead, Postmortem