Petite Mort Songtext
von Birds of Passage

Across the dark
Oh secret of
The deepest heart

Beguiling glance
My strange, devoted
Confidante

Pretend we′ve never
Breathed together
Pretend we've never
Breathed together


You must digress
Don′t whisper soft
Beneath my dress
Undo your rune
And take my best
Be on your charming way

Pretend we've never
Breathed together
Pretend we've never
Breathed together

But your lips
Oh, they allure
Your fingers so impurely
Take me by ardent surprise

So dark is your mystery
So completely unholy
Breathe and the last of us dies

So dark is your mystery
So completely unholy
Breathe and the last of us dies