Lletres: Claire Voyant. Mercy.

Holding open time to rest awhile
I am playing in the darkness of warm July
Tryst between the scenes not happy,
as it seems you play with forgiveness
for wicked schemes

I know years ago
I know nowa?¦
You seem like some devil
You play like some god

Clean before the stream to innocence you cling
the beauty in the crime is you don't feel; a thing

Scars we wore years ago hurt now
You seemed like some devil
And you prayed like you were god


These roses form a ring around your cell
in these ashes
we all fall down
Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.

Stars I wished on years ago burnt out
You seemed like some devil
You played like some god

These roses form a ring around our selves in the ashes we all fall down
Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.