Gathering

Washed away cruel, white asylums Dirty feet born to empty closets Loving the cold, because you're the tyrant Hearing the call of dreamy sirens Can't you be good? Teethless Kissing our chains, tasting us Haven't I gone to your home? Under your skin Your beating heart Dreaming on The night won't pass A spinning head A final god Isn't it love that sees you? Isn't it love that sees through you? Washed away cruel, white asylums Dirty feet born to empty closets Loving the cold, because you're the tyrant Hearing the call of dreamy sirens