Holy Mother of a simple one
When you smile at me you bring me down
You betray your thoughts
All your prayers to naught
Now out of death you speak in tongues
And out of breath your work is done
And your dream absolve
And your path dissolve
And your dream absolve
And your path dissolve
When you smile at me you bring me down
You betray your thoughts
All your prayers to naught
Now out of death you speak in tongues
And out of breath your work is done
And your dream absolve
And your path dissolve
And your dream absolve
And your path dissolve