Текст John Mark McMillan – Sheet Of Night

The devil’s dealing dirty
In broken hearts and counterfeit currency
The living isn’t easy
When a heart’s regret can tax the air you breathe

But like diamonds we shine
Up against the sheet of night
The jet-black sheet of night
We overtake the cityscapes

We scale the heights
We break but we don’t die
Whoa we’ve got a blood
We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood

Whoa we’ve got a blood
We’ve got a love that’ll brave
The cold will leave you guilty
And the wind will shake you like a tambourine

The dogs will leave you hungry
And your superiors will tax the blood you bleed
But like diamonds we shine
Up against the sheet of night

The jet-black sheet of night
We overtake the cityscapes
We scale the heights
We break but we don’t die

Whoa we’ve got a blood
We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood
Whoa we’ve got a blood
We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood

But like diamonds we shine
Up against the sheet of night

We scale the heights
We break but we don’t die
The devil’s dealing dirty
In broken hearts and counterfeit