Of Sorry Eyes in March

歌曲 Of Sorry Eyes in March
歌手 My Dying Bride
专辑 Evinta

歌词

Destiny marks your life
With a knowing indie.
The act of desire has walked on by.
An ancient soul limps from your eyes
It is just your tears left to it.
Flies lie dying on your soury lips
And on young love's broken wings.
And the stone that lets you drown
You are not worth stopping for.
The Earth,
With all its blessing
And the endless [patterns?] of night.
Lay a raft of gold for you
My field here
Is where we end.