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“Your Black Heart”
From the album "Rose Tinted"
Words by Gary Pearce
Music by Gary Pearce / Ian Fraser
Performed by Gary Pearce
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On the surface you look divine
So beautiful, Sainte Saturnine
Daddy's girl how sane art thee?
The Devil's Bride - oh can't you see?
For a moment you don't
Feel like you're really sleeping
In an instant you're
Drifting towards the light
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, see you smile
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, bereft of life
You hear a voice moaning
Waif-like, softly weeping
And everything seems as though
it's gonna be all alright
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, see you smile
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, bereft of life
Bound in chains, you throw the line:
“Cast the spell to make you mine”
Intangible, step in the fire
Ce n'est pas, moi, mais c'est toi*
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, see you smile
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, bereft of life
In what seems like soft focus, opaque lighting
Yet cool enough to chill you to the bone
A thousand voices screaming, eternal damnation
You realise, you realise you just want to be alone
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, see you smile
Your black heart, a stench so vile
Your dead soul, bereft of life
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