The Letters (Live in Toronto 2015)
๐ต 464 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:38 duration
๐ ID: 13754282
๐ Lyrics
With quill and silver knife
She carved a poison pen
Wrote to her lover's wife
"Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
As if a leper's face
That tainted letter graced
The wife with choke-stone throat
Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
Impaled on nails of ice
And raked o'er emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hand, begins to write
"I'm still, I need no life
To serve on boys and men
What's mine was yours is dead
I take my leave of mortal flesh"
She carved a poison pen
Wrote to her lover's wife
"Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
As if a leper's face
That tainted letter graced
The wife with choke-stone throat
Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
Impaled on nails of ice
And raked o'er emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hand, begins to write
"I'm still, I need no life
To serve on boys and men
What's mine was yours is dead
I take my leave of mortal flesh"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.41] With quill and silver knife
[00:21.72] She carved a poison pen
[00:29.60] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:36.94] "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
[00:46.25] As if a leper's face
[00:52.60] That tainted letter graced
[01:00.02] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:07.32] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[04:34.75] Impaled on nails of ice
[04:42.92] And raked o'er emerald fire
[04:51.36] The wife with soul of snow
[05:00.10] With steady hand, begins to write
[05:07.79] "I'm still, I need no life
[05:15.95] To serve on boys and men
[05:24.88] What's mine was yours is dead
[05:32.59] I take my leave of mortal flesh"
[05:38.05]
[00:21.72] She carved a poison pen
[00:29.60] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:36.94] "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
[00:46.25] As if a leper's face
[00:52.60] That tainted letter graced
[01:00.02] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:07.32] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[04:34.75] Impaled on nails of ice
[04:42.92] And raked o'er emerald fire
[04:51.36] The wife with soul of snow
[05:00.10] With steady hand, begins to write
[05:07.79] "I'm still, I need no life
[05:15.95] To serve on boys and men
[05:24.88] What's mine was yours is dead
[05:32.59] I take my leave of mortal flesh"
[05:38.05]