Letra de Hymn for shameless

Saw your eyes today in a memory painted in the sky.
You smiled and said to me, ?a love like this can never truly die?

So now the show?s over
and I?ve got to disguise the thing I?ve beCOME.
I ONLY WISH I COULD STOP laughing!
I grin because the joke is on them this time!
They don?t have a clue!

Calm consumes me?

(I) I shut my eyes
and once again the pleasure (immerse) strangles me.
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence,
pain, and (myself) fantasy.
Oh, the visions inside my head? (in sick reflection?)
The emptiness will haunt you?
(I) Sanity is slowly slipping
from my (immerse) hands now.
I?m standing closer to the edge than (myself) I should be allowed.
Oh, what little regret I have? (in sick reflection?)
Does that make me a killer?

I am the face of death standing right BEHIND YOU.
YET YOU?RE OBLIVIOUS to my cold breath ON YOUR NECK.
IS IT JUST TOO EASY?
Am I just too GOOD AT THIS?
I AM THE CHOSEN ONE.
I AM THE END OF ALL and now you are mine!

Calm consumes me?

(I) I shut my eyes
and once again the pleasure (immerse) strangles me.
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence,
pain, and (myself) fantasy.
Oh, the visions inside my head? (in sick reflection?)
The emptiness will haunt you?
(I) Sanity is slowly slipping
from my (immerse) hands now.
I?m standing closer to the edge than (myself) I should be allowed.
Oh, what little regret I have? (in sick reflection?)
Does that make me a killer?

Saw your eyes today in a memory painted in the sky.
You smiled and said to me, ?a love like this can never truly die?
Let`s just say you?re right and the nightmare ends,
we wake up side by side.
What makes you think that I would let you live?
I?ve really lost my mind?

Behold, for I am the will of the reaper!
BEG FOR the mercy OF YOUR worthless angels!

As relief washes over me, calm consumes me?

(I) I shut my eyes
and once again the pleasure (immerse) strangles me.
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence,
pain, and (myself) fantasy.
Oh, the visions inside my head? (in sick reflection?)
The emptiness will haunt you?
(I) Sanity is slowly slipping
from my (immerse) hands now.
I?m standing closer to the edge than (myself) I should be allowed.
Oh, what little regret I have? (in sick reflection?)
Does that make me a killer?