I walk barefoot in fields of broken glass
I leave trails of blood
I'm a spiritless witness of Christmas
I taste wine, not blood
You speak to a statue
Of passion broken
You can move me
With words not spoken
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
I am senseless in sensual moments
I leave love out
Inspired by pointless torment
I coat love with doubt
You kiss a statue
A marble lover
You can move me
Over dampened covers
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
You left me
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
Godless and dry
(I can't tell you why)
(Godless)

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