i never decided on a title for this song versuri

Versuri GHOST & Kevin – i never decided on a title for this song lyrics

You left me with a secret, and I promised I would keep it
For years I let it fester in a promised land of reason
It melted through my body as the world laid back and witnessed
If hating me is needed, then I think I’ll hold it closer to my heart

In present day, I keep my mouth as sharp as all my nightmares
A thousand eyes cascading, no escaping from my stare
The highest path inviting any hand that tries to touch me
You haven’t got a clue how much I’d love to hear you screaming

Your hands are tied; there’s nowhere you can flee
The safety of your vice now bestially seized
I’d say to stay the hell away from me
But honestly, I’ll never let you free

My story doesn’t end with a false penitence
I’ve dedicated my disgrace to thee
If there’s no other way to the warmth of embrace
I’ll light it all ablaze and bask in your remains

You left me with a secret, and I promised I would keep it
For years I let it fester in a promised land of reason
It melted through my body as the world laid back and witnessed
I hesitantly loved the way you pushed beyond my ambit

A paradoxical amend to never-ending cruelty
Irreparable anatomy beyond the chance of saving
The highest path inviting any hand that tries to touch me
I take it ‘cus I know how much you love to hear me screaming

My hands are tied; a fatal melody
I listen to your voice with abstract glee
I’d say to stay the hell away from me
But something in my heart won’t let me leave

My story doesn’t end with a false penitence
I’ve dedicated my disgrace to thee
If there’s no other way to the warmth of embrace
I’ll open my arms and let you watch me bleed

We have decades of illusion
Forced into delusion
Love as reperfusion
Coming to conclusion
Birth of the abnormal, meritless, immoral
Owing servitude until the end
“Obligate and never-again” a thousand times by ink and pen
A contract quietly bestows your security
A child burdened by the truth of impurity

THESE FEELINGS ARE HAUNTED, INFECTED AND UNCLEAN

My letters of regret have a fondness implied
I never got a chance to say goodbye
We’re living in a past full of dead memories
And taking them to heart whichever way we please

You’ll never be rewarded with a false penitence
I’ve dedicated all my worst to thee
If there’s no other way to the warmth of embrace
I’ll light it all ablaze and savor your decay

Now, let us all reclaim what was taken and maimed
Keep begging for my grace; it humors me
Morality’s a farce when my mind lies in parts
And leaving is the start of safekeeping my heart