Текст песни Sullen

Will someone take my hand this night

And lead me through this endless plight

For love whose harlot eyes I see

In waves that spiral down on me

Behold, enfold the king of the land

Where love lies dead

All things laid in pristine rows

But nothing in this garden grows

And as like filth that I taste

Upon my life laying in waste

Uplift my heart and bathe anew

For drown in offalness I do

But it is I who brings the rain
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And with my knees I detain

Anything that for love there stands

I sit on high and make demands

Then I see it drain

And circle down on me like rain

Raise me up in all my beauty in all my luster

Bathe me in gold

Then I'll come and sit upon my throne

Where I shall judge over my empire, where is it now,

For as I am enshrouded by cries

I've come to find the tears they are all mine, for I am lost,

Kneeling from the weight of my life

With my skin in the dirt and my soul in the fire