Текст песни YEAR OF OUR LORD - Porcelain

Turn to me, see my tears,
this season falls dark again,
your rubine eyes cut through me,
i feel your sulfuric breath.
Live with this sickness for a lifetime.
Wake from your bed of broken glass.
Kill your grace for just one moment.
Pray that this plague will go away.
Tear into me with talons soaked in rain.
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These deep winter scars seal my veins.
Sift through the pieces in hellenistic severance.
Devotions design fosters rabid consequence.

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