The Letters (Live in Vienna, 1 December 2016)
๐ต 461 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:15 duration
๐ ID: 745102
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
[00:12.45] With quill and silver knife
[00:20.49] She carved a poison pen
[00:27.88] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:34.93] Your husband's seed has fed my flesh
[00:42.06] As if a leper's face
[00:49.60] That tainted letter graced
[00:56.87] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:03.78] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[01:09.12]
[05:11.31] Impaled on nails of ice!
[05:20.28] And raked with emerald fire
[05:28.00] The wife with soul of snow
[05:35.85] With steady hands begins to write
[05:44.14] I'm still, I need no life
[05:52.35] To serve on boys and men
[06:00.47] What's mine was yours is dead
[06:07.57] I take my leave of mortal flesh
[06:13.74]
[00:20.49] She carved a poison pen
[00:27.88] Wrote to her lover's wife
[00:34.93] Your husband's seed has fed my flesh
[00:42.06] As if a leper's face
[00:49.60] That tainted letter graced
[00:56.87] The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:03.78] Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes
[01:09.12]
[05:11.31] Impaled on nails of ice!
[05:20.28] And raked with emerald fire
[05:28.00] The wife with soul of snow
[05:35.85] With steady hands begins to write
[05:44.14] I'm still, I need no life
[05:52.35] To serve on boys and men
[06:00.47] What's mine was yours is dead
[06:07.57] I take my leave of mortal flesh
[06:13.74]