Ivoryline Made From Dust
All the wretched things I've done
Are now submerged in blood
Who is responsible for all of this love?
It's true, we cannot live without forgiveness.
I try so hard to live above the world,
Selfish lies that give me more and more, a greed sick list
We still store our treasures here, so easily destroyed.
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
Now I realize I am nothing but bone,
Made from dust; someone learning to love
Like you do; eternally, always true.
I want to be nothing more than a man,
Only yours, I'll be the big son, one who you hold close
To your heart; eternally, never apart.
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
Paradise
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
The final time, I close my eyes.
I will open them in paradise.
