Him

You missed the winter and it followed you back home
Where sun kissed the crimson footsteps in the melting snow,
We are doing our best to disown the golden mean
By these acts of cruelty in the name of beauty to be free
[Chorus:]
The acoustic funeral for love in limbo,
We аre dancing with tags on our toes,
I save my last breath for your window
To write you this song
For the acoustic funeral
On the verge of the vow to kill all reason locking that door
To a nightmare within a nightmare we are bound to adore,
Let the pleasure in the shape of a heart lie until we
Have finally confirmed all fears to be so real