I was adored once
I shall not forget the indulgence
Deep in my army I feed the plagues within
This greedy field An exhaustion
Ooh Sharing the millions of dead wishes
Into deep the ground will make a sigh
Sharing the millions of dead wishes
Into deep the ground will make a sigh
Cold and the fire are shedding themselves
A harmony Written on a cerement
An expected damnation
In rapture
I was adored once
I shall not forget the indulgence
Deep in my army I feed the plagues within
This greedy field An exhaustion