AFI. Sing The Sorrow. Silver And Cold. Zeneszám

I came here by day, but I left here in darkness and found you on the way
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 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, 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 will paint you in silver.
I will wrap you in cold.
I will lift up your voice as I sink.
Cold in life's throws.
I'll fall asleep for you.
I only ask you turn away.
I only ask you turn as they seep into me, oh, my beautiful one