paroles de chanson Hymm for the Shameless - Alesana
Saw
your
eyes
today
in
a
memory
painted
in
the
sky.
You
smiled
and
said
to
me,
"a
love
like
this
can
never
truly
die."
So
now
the
show's
over
and
I've
got
to
disguise
the
thing
I've
become.
I
only
wish
I
could
stop
laughing!
I
grin
because
the
joke
is
on
them
this
time!
They
don't
have
a
clue.
Calm
consumes
me.
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
I
shut
my
eyes
and
once
again
the
pleasure
strangles
me.
I
taste
the
tears
of
sweet
indulgence,
pain
and
fantasy.
Oh,
the
visions
inside
my
head...
The
emptiness
will
haunt
you...
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
Sanity
is
slowly
slipping
from
my
hands
now.
I'm
standing
closer
to
the
edge
than
I
should
be
allowed.
Oh,
what
little
regret
I
have...
Does
that
make
me
a
killer?
I
am
the
face
of
death
standing
right
behind
you.
Yet
you're
oblivious
to
my
cold
breath
on
your
neck.
Is
it
just
too
easy?
Am
I
just
too
good
at
this?
I
am
the
chosen
one.
I
am
the
end
of
all
and
now
you
are
mine!
Calm
consumes
me.
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
I
shut
my
eyes
and
once
again
the
pleasure
strangles
me.
I
taste
the
tears
of
sweet
indulgence,
pain
and
fantasy.
Oh,
the
visions
inside
my
head...
The
emptiness
will
haunt
you...
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
Sanity
is
slowly
slipping
from
my
hands
now.
I'm
standing
closer
to
the
edge
than
I
should
be
allowed.
Oh,
what
little
regret
I
have...
Does
that
make
me
a
killer?
Saw
your
eyes
today
in
a
memory
painted
in
the
sky.
You
smiled
and
said
to
me,
"a
love
like
this
can
never
truly
die."
Let's
just
say
you're
right
and
the
nightmare
ends,
we
wake
up
side
by
side.
What
makes
you
think
that
I
would
let
you
live?
I've
really
lost
my
mind...
Behold,
for
I
am
the
will
of
the
reaper!
Beg
for
the
mercy
of
your
worthless
angels!
As
relief
washes
over
me,
calm
consumes
me.
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
I
shut
my
eyes
and
once
again
the
pleasure
strangles
me.
I
taste
the
tears
of
sweet
indulgence,
pain
and
fantasy.
Oh,
the
visions
inside
my
head...
The
emptiness
will
haunt
you...
(I
immerse
myself
in
sick
reflection...)
Sanity
is
slowly
slipping
from
my
hands
now.
I'm
standing
closer
to
the
edge
than
I
should
be
allowed.
Oh,
what
little
regret
I
have...
Does
that
make
me
a
killer?
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