That man wears his skin like
a dancer wears her veils
That man stalks his victims
like a cancer stalks a cell
That man's soul has left him
his heart's as deadly as a rusty nail
That man sheds his skin like
a veil
Lord, you play a hard game,
you know we follow every rule
Then you take the one thing
we thought we'd never lose
All I ask is if she's with
you please keep her warm and safe
and if it's in your power
please purge the memory of this place
This life holds its secrets
like a sea shell holds the sea,
soft and distant calling like
a fading memory
This life has its victories
but its defeats tear so viciously
This life holds its secrets
like the sea
Marco Giunco |
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