Mercy

Holding open time to rest awhile

I am playing in the darkness of warm July

Tryst between the scenes not happy,

as it seems you play with forgiveness

for wicked schemesI know years ago

I know now...

You seem like some devil

You play like some godClean before the stream to innocence you cling

the beauty in the crime is you don't feel; a thingScars we wore years ago hurt now

You seemed like some devil

And you prayed like you were godThese roses form a ring around your cell

in these ashes

we all fall down

Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.Stars I wished on years ago burnt out

You seemed like some devil

You played like some godThese roses form a ring around our selves in the ashes we all fall down

Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.