Song Lyrics
this fear is only the beginning
in your own little corner of sodom
I ve come apart it seems, it is a good night to shiver
I ve come apart it seems, the bells of leuven ring
there is a sorrow to be desired
The bells of leuven ring, i see not the faces are covered Wovenhand, i m held together by string
i ve come apart it seems
In your own little corner of sodom, all for the loving hand Blue, i ve come apart it seems
To be sorrow s desire, it is a good night to shiver
This color around you, to be sorrow s desire Blue, to be sorrow s desire
All for the loving hand, to be sorrow s desire Wovenhand, i m held together by string
What they say is true, there is a sorrow to be desired Blue, a good tongue might make it right
your amber ring
all i ve said above a whisper
your curled up warm
what they say is true
The bells of leuven ring, to be sorrow s desire
All for the loving hand, i m in your amber ring
To be sorrow s desire, a good tongue might make it right
In your own little corner of sodom, did you agree to believe
There is a sorrow to be desired, to be sorrow s desire, your amber ring
There is a sorrow to be desired, did you agree to believe
This color around you, i hear not the voices of others
I m in your amber ring, all i ve said above a whisper
i see not the faces are covered
Fear not the faces of brothers, i see not the faces are covered
fear not the faces of brothers
It is a good night to shiver, i ve come apart it seems Dirty, in your own little corner of sodom
Did you agree to believe, fear not the faces of brothers
To be sorrow s desire, i m held together by string
i hear not the voices of others
To be sorrow s desire, i see not the faces are covered Wovenhand, your amber ring
The bells of leuven ring, to be sorrow s desire
This color around you, it is a good night to shiver, a good tongue might make it right
there is a sorrow to be desired
I see not the faces are covered, there is a sorrow to be desired, all for the loving hand
it is a good night to shiver
All for the loving hand, did you agree to believe, there is a sorrow to be desired
this fall has no bottom
it is a dirty blue
I hear not the voices of others, it is a dirty blue
This fall has no bottom, to be sorrow s desire
There is a sorrow to be desired, a good tongue might make it right
I ve come apart it seems, did you agree to believe, in your own little corner of sodom
To be sorrow s desire, i m held together by string, i ve come apart it seems
your amber ring
there is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrow s desire, this fall has no bottom
