I live in darkness, darling.
Faith is that rite
True, others bade me past others
Then fell from my scales.
Revisit Christ's decision.
There's edict and there's force.
Yet, no set course
will gilt a soul on its way back out.
Four years of sorrow,
I've turned and turned and turned amends.
I fear as much, it's easy
or hearts sink low with you where a
Heart's shone through.
Oh, if I was that carpenter I'd love you, baby.
What's faithless, the faithless prove
from treasures since unrivaled
and cities on the wane no masked man came
to frighten off and slate the moths disused.
On pain of some deliverance I chanted rain.
Rosettes of embered failings
refuse to douse,
Inhibit me of free-saying.
If I'll vanquish same and sooth,
oh, apt due
for Lily'd ghosts on their way back out.
Four years of sorrow
I've slung and slung and flung amends.
I fear as much, it's easy
or hearts sink low with you
Where a heart's shone though.
Oh, if I was that carpenter I'd love you, baby.
What's faithless, the faithless prove
From pleasures since upended
And sailors hear the tills of woe.
No path I will
Has ever showed but who I am,
Has ever showed but who I am,
Has ever showed but who I am.