The Death's Head Hawk Moth Songtext
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The Death's Head Hawk Moth Songtext
There′s a mark on my
It started off just on my skin
But since it's made its way in
through eggshell cracks
I′ll [...]
I [...]
I just look back through the
Yeah, it comforts me strangely
It feels as if I'm being punished
I'll take a magnifying glass
And make lucid what was ghostly
I′ll [...] very closely at the mark
As I look, I see the lies
Only narrow, twisting words
You think these [...]
[...] were mine
Well the [...] belong to me
But the back of a [...] remains
Protected like a daughter in the shadows of the ocean
Where she paddles to the [...]
Cause if I′m son and you're a son
And the breaths we draw are [fallen] from
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one
Cause only a real king′s caress
can change the color of my flesh
[...] the color deep within a mark of death
Do you take [...]
Without the matches glowing [...]
Extend the ember of your hand
Cause if I'm a son and you′re a son
And the breaths we draw are [fallen] from
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one
Me and the son
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It started off just on my skin
But since it's made its way in
through eggshell cracks
I′ll [...]
I [...]
I just look back through the
Yeah, it comforts me strangely
It feels as if I'm being punished
I'll take a magnifying glass
And make lucid what was ghostly
I′ll [...] very closely at the mark
As I look, I see the lies
Only narrow, twisting words
You think these [...]
[...] were mine
Well the [...] belong to me
But the back of a [...] remains
Protected like a daughter in the shadows of the ocean
Where she paddles to the [...]
Cause if I′m son and you're a son
And the breaths we draw are [fallen] from
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one
Cause only a real king′s caress
can change the color of my flesh
[...] the color deep within a mark of death
Do you take [...]
Without the matches glowing [...]
Extend the ember of your hand
Cause if I'm a son and you′re a son
And the breaths we draw are [fallen] from
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one
Me and the son
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It′s a mask and a mark [...]
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
Writer(s): William Joseph Stokes, Imogen Rose Mason, Eleanor Rose Mason Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com