Moonspell - Mute

Tekst :

Approach and try to live me backwards
then without looking behind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind

if only silence could ever talk
how loud will be the voice
of this sincerily yours, violently yours

without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
no one can touch me like I do

If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
would I still love you to the point of hate?

Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it
that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall
will bleeds us to redeem

Without you I am mute
without you ,raped and nude,
no one can hurt me like you do

I want to know how it feels
to proceed without sharing it
your devil disguise is breaking
your face is now so crude
conscious blind and deaf and mute
it is the only way to be just near of you
it is the only way to show myself to you

Without you I am mute
raped and nude, without you...

Inne utwory

  • Blood tells
  • Firewalking
  • Soulsick
  • At tragic heights
  • First light
  • The hanged man
  • A walk on the darkside
  • Wolfshade
  • Heartshaped abyss
  • Trebraruna
  • Hangmadegod
  • Butterfly FX
  • Love crimes
  • Raven claws
  • A hell of place
  • Subversion
  • As we eternally sleep on it
  • Losowe utwory

    Lonely days

    VERSE:
    When will you phone and will you tell me
    And will you try because I m lonely
    I wanna know what s happening
    And can you tell me so I wont be I wont be
    Lonely anymore

    CHORUS:
    Tell me now...

    Buying new soul

    Dried up, a guitar upon my knee
    I should have sold out when the devil came for me
    Dig a hole and throw it out to sea
    Break the code, how happy I could be

    I still wave at the dots on the shore
    And I still beat my head against the door
    I still rage...

    Monica

    Look at Monica walking in her sleep
    Look at Monica running through the fields
    In her dream, so serene
    Monica, Monica

    Hush, don t you say a word
    Did you see the smile she made today?

    Look at Monica
    Look at...

    Crows in the wheatfield

    Making your way through an orangepeel orchard
    Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched
    and Spring passed quickly below the rotten elm tree
    You weren t kissed there you were pissed in the lavatory
    And shaving is something that you grew out of
    and it...

    Locked up again

    Wattup baby boy I know shyt is ruff up north
    But I m a style like a thoro bitch
    Stay up in the courts
    Stay up in the c trial
    I got the co defendent and the case lawyer nigga number on speed dial
    And all them niggas that you fuck with in the world
    Them...