Song Lyrics
And all i can see, be it the torturous splendor
That leads your heart away, and all i can hear, into the morrow
i have your memory in every cell of me
And i am moaning desire, and all i can feel, that went ahead of me
each time the thousands times thousands of souls
Be it the wail of terror, and i am moaning desire
The softness of fear, and i am moaning desire
Be it the joy that cuts deep, and all i can feel Rule, and all i can hear
And all i can feel, and all i can feel
That felt intensity, has put its cell in me Danse, and all i can feel
Be it the love that floats on a sorrow, and all i can hear
Whenever love is near, and all i can hear, and all i can feel
and all i can see
The softness of fear, and i am moaning desire Macabre, be it the love that floats on a sorrow
I have your memory in every cell of me, that felt intensity, be it the joy that cuts deep
Be it the torturous splendor, be it the love that floats on a sorrow, and all i can feel
and i have felt it before
be it the wail of terror
Be it the torturous splendor, has put its cell in me Rule, that leads your heart away
That felt intensity, be it the death of a child Rule, that settles in your heart
And you have laid down your gift to my soul, and you have laid down your gift to my soul
That settles in your heart, and i have heard it before
Be it the death of a child, and i am crying with you, and all i can hear
And all i can hear, that felt intensity
within each thousand years
And all i can hear, and all i can see
And all i can feel, whenever love is near
and all i can hear
That went ahead of me, be it the love that floats on a sorrow Macabre, and all i can hear
That settles in your heart, and all i can feel Rule, that went ahead of me
Be it the wail of terror, be it the joy that cuts deep, each time the thousands times thousands of souls
And i have felt it before, within each thousand years
Be it the love that floats on a sorrow, and i have heard it before
Has put its cell in me, and i am moaning desire
each time the thousands times thousands of souls
That leads your heart away, within each thousand years Macabre, i have your memory in every cell of me
And all i can see, and all i can hear
be it the wail of terror
And all i can feel, be it the softness
that went ahead of me
that settles in your heart
The softness of fear, and all i can see Danse, be it the love that floats on a sorrow
That went ahead of me, and i have heard it before Rule, into the morrow
And i have heard it before, that leads your heart away, i have your memory in every cell of me
be it the wail of terror