She whispers softly in his ear (I'm taking it all)
Is he the only one she wants to hear?
She refuses to repent
She'll be restless, breathless
Searching for what she missed
Give me your eyes
For I see not with my own
Give me your lungs
I breathe his breath, not my own
I'll take your soul
I need something to call my own
Desperate and lonely, she's dead in despair
She moans,and she groans in the deathly still air
Hollow to all but the ones who can see
That without someone now she would cease to be
Stolen from his mind, passions of his kind
Nothing left behind
Haunting his ear
Give me your eyes
For I see not with my own
Give me your lungs
I breathe his breath, not my own
I'll take your soul
I need something to call my own
Like a leech she feeds on the host
She has hold and she won't let go (I won't let go)
Draining slowly, his life sucked away
And his eyes sewn tightly shut where he lay
She refuses to repent
Give me your eyes
For I see not with my own
Give me your lungs
I breathe his breath, not my own
I'll take your soul
I need something to call my-
I'll take your soul
I need something to call my
I'll take your soul
I need something to call my
