Holy eyes
I never knew i'd beg down at your feet
Hold on tight
I never knew i'd know much more than this
Open sky
The wave of pain the scent of you is bliss
Hungry eyes
They stare at me
I know I know
Don't go ! ! !
Summertime
The taste of saint secretes,Perfume mist
Console the mind
I take it in the lips of pink I kiss
Lonely sky
The more you take the more that I give in
Holy Eyes
I never knew
I know
I know
Don't go ! ! !
Hold onto the memory
It's all you got
I know you'll be there
To soak up blood lost
Blood lost
Blood lost
Writer(s): Marcus Winther-john, Philipp Schardt, Tom Olbrich, The Dark Tenor
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