Paroles de Frailty
Verse:The moonlight unfurls
Over my widow still
And to the glass it cries
Of the bitter cold outside
I seek the words and find myself
A work of frail mockery
The moon I warn her because
The night's pitiful, dark despair
Chorus:
Wilting life is why they come to you
Drowning in their raining eyes
Feeding silently off your contempt
Verse 2:
The moonlight unfurls
Over my widow still
And to the glass it cries
Of the bitter cold outside
The night's pitiful, dark despair
Chorus (X2)
Wilting life is why they come to you
Drowning in their raining eyes
Feeding silently off your contempt
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