Patrick Wolf. Who Will?. Zeneszám

Who will penetrate
the tightening muscle
Who will cut across
the thickening skin
Who will be the one
to reach their hand in
and pull out
the golden heart

Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will

From all the ashes
of all the crashes

Who will
be the one
be the one

Who will lay me down
in green pastures
or lead me from
the burning sands
Who will
be the one
to lay their cards down
and always hold
the winning hand

Who will
Who will be the one

From all the ashes
of all the crashes
Who will be the one
be the one
Who will be the one.

(Thanks to cavallo for these lyrics)