"Sirens" lyrics

"Sirens"

Oh, how I loved the game
When we were dancin' on bridges
High above rivers of tears
And the lightness of innocence gave us wings
We were sleepin' covered
By darkness' black velvet
So far from coldness
So far from light

Where is the place I used to hide?
Where are the hearts once given to me?

And I can feel it now
The white cold hand
For the first time I'm getting hurt
By the thorns of roses in my hand
Time is returning to its realm
And it's slowly melting away
Like deep red wax
Leaving pools of blood

Where is the place I used to hide?
Where are the hearts once given to me?

And sweet voices... turn into sirens
Foretelling... the presence of death!

Oh, how I loved the game
When we were dancin' on bridges
High above rivers of tears
And the lightness of innocence gave us wings
We were sleepin' covered
By darkness' black velvet
So far from coldness
So far from light

Where is the place I used to hide?
Where are the hearts once given to me?

And sweet voices... turn into sirens
Foretelling... the presence of death!


Writer(s): Marquis Marky, Ron Royce, Tommy T. Baron
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