From the Hands of Violeta Songtext
von James Dean Bradfield

Hiding or witnessing
Screaming or whispering
Oblivion or requiem
Rejoice or lament

A folklore symphony
Threnody or eulogy
A missing piece of me
That I will never know

It is with you that I am clothed
It is with you that I am clothed
It is with you that I am clothed
It is with you that I am clothed


Release us when it's time
In what we lose we are defined
Gracias a la vida' you gave
As brief as a wave

But strong as lungs revived
A chorus of the despised
Striking matches in the mind
A choir leading the blind

In forgotten melodies
In forgotten melodies
In forgotten melodies
In forgotten melodies

From forgotten memories
From forgotten memories
From forgotten memories
From forgotten memories