Dulcet Musings

3. Tiaras of the Dead (L)

The world is on fire
The flames setting higher
We're sitting on a throne
Of ashes and desire

Calling us sinners
And chasing our trail
They're hunting for us
With vengeance so frail

The devil is chasing us
Baby, run, run
They're coming for a hunt
Baby, hush, hush
Blood slipping past our lips
And we're done, done

But don't be scared

'Cause Baby Girl
You're not alone
We'll dig a grave
Of immortal stone

We'll have a tale
Like the fallen Rome
Descend so deep
Into unknown

Oh, look, they'll say
It's the lover of death
What a little mischief
Oh, honey, I'll say
We're a little insane
Feelin high on pain

The devil is chasing us
Baby, run, run
They're coming for a hunt
Baby, hush, hush
Blood slipping past our lips
And we're done, done

But don't be scared

Cause Baby Girl
You're not alone
We'll dig a grave
Of immortal stone

We'll have a tale
Like the fallen Rome
Descend so deep
Into unknown

And we'll wear tiaras
As we sleep in the ground
In an everlasting slumber
Let our legends make the sound