Текст Fearless Vampire Killers – The Thief: Merchants Of Decay
Текст:
Here, not again
Tears hang in my throat I lose a breath
And bow my head.
Her, still asleep
Addictive like the moment of release
A little dying makes you feel.
A little dying makes you feel.
Fall, of a day.
The touch of winter’s chill has laid a claim
My breath appearing a haze
Look to the sky
The towers make me dizzy and the lights
Are hell fire
To the Merchants of decay
Your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless hero’s of our fear
They’re still here
Dead…And awake
The cattle of the cardinal?
Or people from which I take.
Catching your eyes I can see you fantasise
Not alive but a ghost inside
I take my leave and dance around the hillside.
To the Merchants of decay
Your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless hero’s of our fear
They’re still here
To the Merchants of decay
Your eyes hold a darkness
A love for the reckless hero’s
Light a fire here to say
The love of an outcast is worth
All but it’s weight in golden pieces
Build your fire high
We’ll never die
All but it’s weight in golden pieces
Build your fire high
We’ll never die