Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poor Gloria, artist - Alaya. Date of issue: 16.03.2014
Song language: English
Poor Gloria |
| If I could speak endless truths |
| Would daylight cut through and wake us up from all we know |
| Or would it burn like eyes set to the sunset |
| West, to your skylit sable |
| Take care how you cut yourself with postmortem knives |
| Sweetness to heartless turns cruel |
| Sweetness to heartless turns to appetite for spiders and flies |
| Know what to say, ruminating |
| No farewell to matchless light |
| A closing thought to settle the end |
| We write and though the mirror shows |
| Nothing more than versed hope dying cold, remember |
| Take care how you cut yourself with postmortem knives |
| Sweetness to heartless turns cruel |
| Sweetness to heartless turns to appetite for spiders and flies |
| Come to terms with time |
| Relative to crossing distance of the mind |
| Call the ghost in through aperture |
| The mirror shows nothing more than versed hope dying cold |
| Take care how you cut yourself with postmortem knives |
| Sweetness to heartless turns cruel |
| Sweetness to heartless turns to appetite for spiders and flies |
| Take care how you cut yourself with postmortem knives |
| Sweetness to heartless turns cruel |
| Sweetness to heartless turns to appetite for spiders and flies |