Bleak Crowd

Torch of Souls

Bleak Crowd


She wore her darkest dress for me 
I killed her soul and now she's burning in the flames 
of her never-dying love until the deep and cold grave 
will let her in 
Oh, how she sings her final breathe away 
A song that makes hell a better place 

Still you believe I am your god 
Your tears all over me 
You kill yourself again as the flame still burns within 

She yearns to be set free from these ties 
that hold her heart under this never ending rain 
where her tears are hollow and the hope will slowly fade away 
Oh, let her in 

Still you believe I am your god 
Your tears all over me 
You kill yourself again as the flame still burns within