In my life of no wrong a love lingers on,
A love that lingers on to frustration.
And if my love is so wrong, why should I face it alone?
Am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why am I stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith,
Then take a look at my face and know
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things like suffering
Life had gone this way
Life is gone this way
Still in the life of the wrong we all moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
And so I made my way with the mistakes i've made
Too see you as just a picture from a photograph
So You just walked on
Knowing that what you'll do will leave me in
Absolute horror
You put your hand on my lips and gave me
One last kiss
And sang some tune that went......
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things are suffering
And I would and I would, destroy your god
Yes I would if I could destroy your god
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again,
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
But, if this must be, then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
You swore you've heard the voice of reason
Telling you it is wrong to keep me
And one more thing, it looked like me
Back when it breathed
Rest in peace
Under the rapture comes to meet us
