Lyrics Kissing The Plague - The Ghost Of Lemora

Kissing The Plague

He said I was sent from heaven
Well this ain’t no place for angels
He battened down the hatches, covered me in scratches
I saw the signs way before I knew the score
the creeping signs of the plague as I ran from the graves
The taste on my lips was surely of you
What was it in the draw?
I’ll see you never more
Maybe in the next life, maybe soon.
Maybe soon.
And as the blood dripped from my lips
I thought of those who went before.
No untruth’s or any lies that could give you a disguise
I’m walking out the door
The creeping signs of the plague as I ran from the graves
The taste on my lips was definately of you
What was it in the draw?
The clothes of a whore
See in in the next life, Maybe soon
Maybe soon.
See you in the next life, maybe soon.
A wasted obsession, that was you.