White Temple

Under a veil you're still behind
The moon is ticking slowly now
You're dying for your sins tonight
So keep on praying for resurrection
Something in me didn't agree to skip this part

Be here when I ask for water
Be here when I test the waters
I still wait for you to give me my body back
Send it like flowers

Under a veil you're still behind
The sun is ticking slowly now
You're dying for your sins tonight
So keep on praying for resurrection
Something in me didn't agree to skip this part

It was a tiny spark but it's burned everything down
Looks like there wasn't much
The hole in me fits yours quite alright
But aren't you dying for your sins tonight?
Come on, I'll resurrect you one last time

I'll play with you one more time
As if there are better things to come
Than the lines of your body that fit my hands
I guess I'm dying for my sins tonight
Ressurect me one last time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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