Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shine on Sophie Moone , by - Devilment. Release date: 17.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shine on Sophie Moone |
| I awaken like a cause for war |
| Not a pause for thought at all |
| Every note plucked ‘til its worse |
| In disarray |
| I feel superhuman then |
| No enemies can take me when |
| Squealing lust erupts again |
| Just at her name |
| I have her running through my veins |
| Like heroin whispers 24/7 |
| The flame remains the same |
| She is everywhere and I swear everything |
| Is but a piece of her Heaven |
| Sugared with the sweet |
| My heart beats a rose tattoo |
| Through the levitating soles of my feet |
| She is the sun… |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| She is the sun that fells the gloom |
| Climb on |
| Shine on |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| She is exquisite, a visit from an angel |
| Enabled and fabled her |
| Muster the power not to crawl |
| I picture incidents, coincidences, soft offences |
| Just a million little tricks to witness consequences |
| Please take me wanton for a fool |
| She is the sun that fells the gloom |
| Climb on |
| Shine on |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| Life returns to my yearning shores |
| Mist it lifts to drop its jaw |
| I am burning to the core |
| In varying decrees |
| She ampoules adrenaline |
| Butterflies flutter by on her wind |
| Just one wish to start the spin |
| Into her sea |
| I have her running through my brains |
| Like tearaway airwaves 24/7 |
| The game remains the same |
| She is everywhere and I swear everything |
| Is but a piece of her Heaven |
| Viral blonde |
| She responds |
| Her infection making my white crust leaven |
| She is the sun that fells the gloom |
| Climb on |
| Shine on |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| She is the sun that fells the gloom |
| Climb on |
| Shine on |
| Shine on Sophie Moone |
| She is the sun that bleeds the strangely red horizon |
| The world could end |
| For all I know |
| Still smitten by her glow |
| That desirable whore |
| She just stood there in the spotlight |
| Like a substitute Valkyrie |
| In barely a dress, grinning |
| Mocking… |
| And her eyes, set with a flash of diamonds |
| Seeing me with something akin to thin disgust |
| I didn’t care she didn’t love me |
| I just wanted her so fucking badly |
| It stung like murder |
| Tearaway stars shine on Sophie Moone |
| I’m sorry if the words get stuck in your flirty, dirty craw |
| I’m sorry but it hurts far more to sheathe my claws |