Tekster: Ivoryline. Vessels. Made From Dust.

All the wretched things have done are now submerged in
Blood, who is responsible for all of this love?
It's true, we cannot live without forgiveness.

I try so hard to live above the world,
Selfish lies give me more and more grief?
We still store our treasures here, so easily destroyed.

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.

Now I realise I am nothing but a
Clone, made from dust by someone learning to love,
Like you do eternally, always true.

I want to be nothing more than a man,
Only yours, I'll be the big son, one who you hold close
To your heart eternally, never apart.

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
Dear ties??

The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.