Crumble
Just dance
Crumble your heart
Fall into the Devil's arms
He makes you feel weak
Filth, all around
Dancing naked while crumbling on the floor
My dream of redemption
He listens
But doesn't tell
Her soul continues to dance as her body crumbles
On the bed
He tells her she's beautiful
She hates him
Passionately
My last stand was nothing but
Fake smiles
I danced with the fiend
His wounded eyes spoke
Told me I was pretty
He held my sinful hand while dancing
It crumbled
War started
Everyone was powerless
The Devil made them
Crumble
Crumble at my feet while dancing
Sing my name aloud
Quiet
The angel had a tear on her cheek
I wiped it away
She crumbled at my dirty fingertips
Will he ever play viola again?
His saints eyes are gone
Crumbled
Eternity we used to have
Now we descend into the grave
Dancing
Crumbling
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