Paroles: Arid. Little Things Of Venom. Elegy.

Hold still
Don?t move I say
Wilt thou hear
My elegy

Head high
Preserve my pride
I shall defy the gallows

I and you and me
Well we just don?t know
What love can do

I
I pledge to you
That I won?t deceive
The heart that?s mine
As here I sit

I vow
Your history does not
Perish my love

The shame
Will be mine for a
Scarlet woman thou art

I and you and me
Well we just don?t know
What love can do

I
I pledge to you
That I won?t deceive
The heart that?s mine

Dead from the grave
We?re all slaves
To what we?ve got

Love
Is been through
The door
For days