HIM (His Infernal Majesty)
Face Of God
Im drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone of my grave Id kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to say: I dream what you re dreaming I feel what you re feeling Love s our shadow on the wall With the Face of God Your dream what I m Dreaming And See what I m seeing Love s our shadow on the wall With the Face of God Nothing will be enough for the ones Who keep on stumbling in the garden of withering trust about to converge to leave apperently they were printed in some mag.
From Letras Mania