Soul Tide

In My Rosary

Compositor: Dirk Lakomy

Night crawls into my bones
When I touch your skin and close your eyes
A silver knife a rotten smell
No fears to fear we'll meet in hell

Soul tide
Soul tide

I've lost my innocence
As I stroke your cheek and ate your lips
A sleeping rose a happy moon
No fears to fear we grow up too soon

Sweet you
You're always there

Blood flows into a sea
You won't die here without me
A silver knife a rotten smell
No fears to fear we will meet in hell

Sweet you
You're always there

Night crawls into my bones
As I wave goodbye and end the fight

Soul tide.