Offender

Offender, Offender
Now you're dancing alone

Her tears like a poison
And her mantle like a prison
She will come
She will come for you
And as pure as the breeze
She will sit down at your knees
She will smile
She will smile for you

"Can you walk upon the waters
Can you answer a child
Can you turn into
Something wild ..."

Offender, Offender
Now you're dancing alone

She will sprinkle amber
In the cold of your chamber
And you'll breathe
Like the sea again
And the flowers of evil
That grow under your steeple
She will hide them
Hide them in her hands


Johan Asherton, 1995
- BMG Music Publishing France

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