- cifra
All the men before me swollen with sin
Scraped the earth nude and clean
Ground to till, air to breathe
With missteps for no one
When we drew this, our best plans
Imperial, with no regrets
She needs to love me still
Until I've had my fill
I try and try to leave
I want to watch you grieve
Now we all dream alone
Hostile as I once was
And I once was cruel
Piles of dust immolate
All in the same room
With missteps for no one
When we drew this, our dark map
In heaven there are no regrets
She needs to love me still
Until I've had my fill
I try and try to leave
I want to watch you grieve
Now we all dream alone
She needs to love me still
Until I've had my fill
I try and try to leave
I want to watch you grieve
Now we all dream alone
