Текст песни Sales of a Deathman - Tera

I held on to you as long as I could
Though this deal played out how he knew it would
So blinded by my love I was running
Familiar hands choke hope that's coming
Look into the grave built inside his head
The facade so real, the sickness takes form again
Lay down your own mind
One love that won't die
Last prayer, the last lie
This curse, always mine
Ice cold rejection clouds the
Deceit with its pure perfections
You won't soon forget her
As she cries out from her corner
Waters rise and take you and me
A crooked scale tipped so we can't see
Released by time that's meant to bend
A pointing finger spells you again
Change the puzzle so the pieces will fall
Into the ending you built for us all
A gift and power to usurp it
A paradise and its false serpent
Look into the grave built inside his head
Now the waters add one more to its dead
Ice cold rejection clouds the
Deceit with its pure perfections
You won't soon forget her
As she dies inside your corner
Dragged down, I let out my last breath
An embrace with the smile of death
No heaven written on your face
No fires written on my tomb