Из альбома: Chamber Music
when i die
i'll die with my mercy
When she cries
i'll cry with her
in my life
see i've loved an angel
my mercy
my mercy
in such glance
the softest of skin
what's dripping
is paper thin
remember oils
those visions of plenty
oh this memory
how it still haunts me
we are love
we are love
when i die
i'll die with my mercy
and when she cries
i'll cry with her
and in my life
see i've loved an angel
my mercy eternal to me
we are love
we are made of many
we are two
we are made of few
you take my love
and left me to plan it
you will never understand
what shade
i will die for my mercy
can't you see
eternally eternally
we are love
we are made of many
we are two
we are made of few
we are love
we are made of many
we are two
we are made of few
we are made of few