Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Rock - New Wave |
Lyrics
Your sex is on the air
it brushes 'gainst my cheek
I try to breathe it in
(but) my last lung's too weak
She dances out of sight
her hair it rides the wind
my atrophied new legs
to the ground they keep me pinned
your sleeping sillhouette
it lies just out of reach
I tried to touch myself
but I cant make it fill the breach
Your Majesty, Your Majesty!
I've lost you, my compass
She tames the sea, the blackened sea
I've lost her, my compass
Lovers will take their pound
the flesh that they are owed
the bleeding never stops
as we mutate the mold
a worth reduced to seed
my remnants linger still
they stole the best of us
and now they're at the wheel
to gods I pray for you
to please return to me
aint got an ounce of faith
but still i'm down on my knees
Slide off the throne, your Majesty
Please to atone, your Majesty
Slide off the throne, your Majesty
Please to atone in the black black sea