Come to my head
Night! You should be a gun
Light into my hair
Roses! You′ll be hung
Far from myself
Back to what I've done
Faith in my flames
Breast that pressed mine
Roses! You′ll be hung
Roses! You'll be hung
Come to my head
Night! You should be a gun
Light into my hair
Roses! You'll be hung
Far from myself
Back to what I′ve done
Faith in my flames
Breast that pressed mine
Roses! You′ll be hung
Roses! You'll be hung