The Letters
๐ต 465 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:42 duration
๐ ID: 22002418
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 with emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hands, 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 with emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hands, 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
[00:12.71] With quill and silver knife
[00:20.76] She carved a poison pen
[00:28.78] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:36.26] "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
[00:45.05] As if a leper's face
[00:52.43] That tainted letter graced
[01:00.44] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:08.40] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[01:16.42]
[03:21.88] Impaled on nails of ice
[03:29.04] And raked with emerald fire
[03:37.19] The wife with soul of snow
[03:44.53] With steady hands, begins to write
[03:52.68] "I'm still, I need no life
[04:00.91] To serve on boys and men
[04:08.76] What's mine was yours is dead
[04:16.65] I take my leave of mortal flesh"
[04:22.76]
[00:20.76] She carved a poison pen
[00:28.78] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:36.26] "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh"
[00:45.05] As if a leper's face
[00:52.43] That tainted letter graced
[01:00.44] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:08.40] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[01:16.42]
[03:21.88] Impaled on nails of ice
[03:29.04] And raked with emerald fire
[03:37.19] The wife with soul of snow
[03:44.53] With steady hands, begins to write
[03:52.68] "I'm still, I need no life
[04:00.91] To serve on boys and men
[04:08.76] What's mine was yours is dead
[04:16.65] I take my leave of mortal flesh"
[04:22.76]