Текст песни American Darkness - Chelsea Wolfe

When you come dead last
In battles long past
Intended to rip my heart out
Oracle of your secrets
Your eye was trained on me
As I stood before you, unbuttoning
Kiss me as the bell tolls
Swiftly, as the horses ride
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
Damn my dreams, the tormentors
Last night your mouth was on my skin
And the poppies were like fire on the mountain
I took your hand and led you home
All my old ways have started kickin' in
And my bad days are comin' round again
Left here in American darkness
River on fire and sun eclipsed
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
Won't you dance?
'Cause I'm comin'
'Cause I'm comin'
'Cause I'm comin'
'Cause I'm comin'
When you come
When you come
When you come
When you come back to me