Boole - Suitor Тексты

Blind me on the front line
Of other bloodlines
Dying sunshine rays

Is our goal controlling
Are we folding
Are we holding sway

Progeny loves company
And my tragedy
Is a wondrous theory

The only thing to
Break my fall
Will be the one I saw
When I was small

Save me from the
Pain and fear
And the madness of these
Feigning years

I can see the need behind your eyes
Don't remain a mystery
Give your hand to me and we can try
I could be your destiny

Language is a cancer
A necromancer
A helpless dancer, yeah

No I'm really not sure
If I'm the life cure
For someone like her, no

Oh how I perceived an aura
A stronger love than any other
I know how it feels to lose and steal
And so do you, so new
And so do you, so new
Save me from insane ennui
And the gods will smile on you and me
I can see the need behind your eyes
I am more than just a suitor
Give your hand to me, and we can try
Destiny is not the loser

Destiny lost.
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