Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moaning Idiot Heart, artist - Sacrilege. Album song The Fifth Season, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 11.02.2016
Record label: Dissonance
Song language: English
Moaning Idiot Heart |
| Tomorrow waits me at my gates |
| While all my yesterdays swarm near |
| And one mouth whines, too late |
| Too late and one is dumb with fear |
| Was this the all that life could give |
| Me, who from cradle hungered on |
| Body and soul aflame to live |
| Giving my all and then be gone |
| Have done with moaning, idiot heart |
| If it so be that love has wings |
| I with my shears will find an art |
| To still her flutterings |
| Wrench of that bandage to will I |
| And show the wimp she’s blind indeed |
| Hot irons shall prove my mastery |
| She shall not weep but bleed |
| And when at last I journey where |
| All thought of you I must resign |
| Will the least memory of me be fair |
| Or will you even my ghost malign |
| I wake and watch when the moon is here |
| A shadow tracks me on |
| And I, darker than my shadow |
| Fear her fabulous inconsistency |
| Have done with moaning, idiot heart |
| If it so be that love has wings |
| I with my shears will find an art |
| To still her flutterings |
| Your maddening face befools my eyes |
| Your hand I wake to feel |
| Lost in deep midnight’s black surmise |
| Its touch my veins congeal |
| And when at last I journey where |
| All thought of you I must resign |
| Will the least memory of me be fair |
| Or will you even my ghost malign |