AFI. Sing the Sorrow. Silver And Cold. Zeneszám

I, I came here by day
But I left here in darkness
And found you, found you on the way
But now, it is silver and silent
It is silver and cold
You in somber resplendence, I hold

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
Your sins into me
Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one

Light, like the flutter of wings
Feel your hollow voice rushing
Into me as you're longing to sing
So I, I will paint you in silver
I will wrap you in cold
I will lift up your voice as I sink

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one, now
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
Your sins into me
Your sins into me

Cold in life's throes
I'll fall asleep for you
Cold in life's throes
I only ask you turn away
Cold in life's throes
I'll fall asleep for you

Cold in life's throes
I only ask you turn
As you seep into me
Oh, my beautiful one, now

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
Your sins into me
Your sins into me

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one, now
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes
I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
Your sins into me
Your sins into

Your sins into me
Your sins in to me
Oh my beautiful one