paroles de chanson Sleep With Agony - Mary Mortem

Fingers they stretch through and touch
When the bloody cross is turned down
And you reach for god
Would your lips stretch across
A disease in your eyes
It's a phantom in the night
Breathe cold
Breathe cold air
Breathe cold air
Breathe cold air
Breathe cold air
Your arms reach phantom-ly
I sleep in a pool of blood you see
I breathe cold air
I breathe cold air
The night dance phantom-ly
I sleep with agony
I sleep with agony
I sleep with agony
I breathe cold air
I sleep phantom-ly