Bride
The First Will Be Last
Where will you be when the moon turns to blood When the sun won't shine and the stars fall from above Has love taken you high or has pride taken you low The elements are coming apart the atoms letting go The first will be last
The last shall be first The hungry shall be fed While the filled will thirst You can take every breath with the devil's daughter The carnage of our passion Leads you to the slaughter Just a memory of her face mindless begs your sleep Break free of the bondage of disbelief The cities glow and the kings rise and fall Conviction of your sould leaves you walking on the walls The chandeliers glisten with their reflections of light Dancing in the shadow out the night
From Letras Mania