Jet Black Orchid - I The Wolf Тексты

Dive on me little kamikaze
the last vestige of my heart is in your hand

Distill my soul little alchemist
I'm not your keeper, but I am your man

In the throws of a fevered night
In the tender morning light

Slight of your hand, little illusionist
I'll take you as you come, I'll take you straight

Consume my gaze little muse of mine
I'll button you down then I'll make you wait

In the throws of a fevered night
In the tender morning light

Labored breath, profound fever
Nothing left, but a hard bound believer
I, the wolf have got you little sheep

I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you

Thick is the air, that we breath
Feeble is the glow, of the lights we see
I, the wolf have got you little sheep

I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you

Dive on me little kamikaze
the last vestige of your heart is in my hand
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