Текст песни Diary of Dreams - Scars Of Greed
Diary of Dreams - Scars Of Greed слова песни
O`angels come to guide me in my sacred landThine holy glance enlights my chamberStranger worlds in fractal thoughtsA gentle thrillI`m crowned with thornsWho will remember this ? Quiet doms of whispering circling in my head Collapsing mental boundriesDraconic lips of mineAnd angels still corrupting with a silent word of wisdomO`angels find their sacred landIn my debility they bloomKill my fleshKill my skinCure my soreCure my beliefA wince, just to regret To wear a willow A wince, just to regret self - sacrifice To wear the willow- lost withinAnd grieve for what I`ve lost - a mournful eye My thirst for life embodies prayers at nightI sentence myself - a wilful executionDisclaiming innocence indeed O`angel find their sacred land in mine What they have never dared to beO`angel find their sacred land in mineWhere they can be what they greedO`angel find their sacred land in mineFor they can still make me believeO`angel find their sacred land in mineFor they have crowned me ...... ......Crowned with thorns