The heavens could alight with flame
The hells could freeze so solidly and splendidly
When you beg for my forgiveness
From the cradle of your deathbed.
I will not allow your shameless soul
That comfort.
The heavens could alight with flame
The hells could freeze so solidly and splendidly
When you beg for my forgiveness
From the cradle of your deathbed.
I will not allow your shameless soul
That comfort.
