A Map Of All Our Failures
My Dying Bride Lyrics
A Map Of All Our Failures Lyrics
A Map Of All Our Failures by My Dying Bride
From my errant dark red soul
To deep to be spoken aloud
I bury a word right in my heart
Frost etched the tall windows
I have been cold for a long time
Borne upon winters shoulders
There are wolves here, many of them
I am staggered at their hatred of me
I lie in complete fear
I call the moths to tend me
I forget the form of my sin
And drained of motion, the air itself avoids me
And void of notion, unable to perceive
Mouth barely open, almost fearing to breathe
And there is no other sound at all
Just there, to the left, his shadow rose
I always knew he was coming
Takes the vacant chair beside me
With golden hands he moved the hair from my face
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