paroles de chanson Sacrifice - James Last

Here we are in the Shrieking Shack
Here we are at the end at last
My hands are cold, my cloak is wet
From blood that flows down from my neck

Progeny of my love and hate
Atonement is here, for all my mistakes

Before I can be free
I give you every memory
Take it all, my last sacrifice
And look at me with your mother's eyes

This haunting pain is borne for you
This haunting pain is born from love
And every time I see your face
I'm reminded of all the choices I've made

Progeny of my love and hate
See how my Dark Mark begins to fade?