Your veil of tears is so becoming
I'm reminded of Joan of Arc
Who fell in love so deeply that she
Lit up the dark
And if pain is so seductive
Lord knows I've been seduced
I've grown accustomed to every kind of pain
That you produce
I do not give up easily
I do not turn my back
Upon the spirits of the night
These dreams of solid black
I do not give up easily
I have a great respect
For the things I do not understand
And the things that you reject
I feel your body on me
The air is made of blood
The walls are washed away
I am swept up in the flood
I feel your body on me
The pleasure of it now
The pain has turned upon itself
The veil has fallen down
Into the arms of everything
Into the arms of the night
Into the arms of that stretch themselves
Like wings prepared for flight
Into the arms of everything
Into the arms of the night
Into the arms of that stretch themselves
Like wings prepared for flight
Into the arms of everything
Into the arms of the night
Into the arms of that stretch themselves
Like wings prepared for flight
Into the arms of everything
Into the arms of the night
Into the arms of that stretch themselves
Like wings prepared for flight
Your veil of tears is so becoming
I'm reminded of Joan of Arc
Who fell in love so deeply that she
Lit up the dark
And if pain is so seductive
Lord knows I've been seduced
I've grown accustomed to every kind of pain
That you produce.
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