Arc Gotic
Arc Gotic - Portrait Of A Pale Lass lyrics
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Time My blood stained knife With silver ornaments Shine your blade and Stab me in the back She stands Beneath the clouds Smiling, as her eyes caress the sky Her head falls back Her breast sighs My days Neverending and faint The nights full of doubt Old wounds and burdens So sweet Come out and sing Somewhere between The study and the hall Her ear pressed to the wall The enfeebled lass Stands and listenes To the tunes Of her joyfull past She caresses gently Her curly hair Her glance fixed Upon the ceiling And starts to sing