"...kiss my eyes..."

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...Este, é por três pessoas, por demais especiais, e que me chamaram a atenção para esta música... :)

AFI
Prelude 1221


This is what I brought you, this you can keep.
This is what I brought, you may forget me.
I promise you a heart, just promise one thing.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

This is what I brought you, this you can keep.
This is what I brought, you may forget me.
I promise you my heart just promise to sing.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
(Whoa, Whoa)
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

This is what I thought, I thought you’d need me.
This is what I thought, so think me naive
I'd promised you a heart, you'd promise to keep.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

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(Como nota adicional, aparentemente esta música está incluida num "director's cut" de um vídeo, deste grupo, denominada Miss Murder... que, na sua totalidade, é quase um manto de retalhos de três encadeamentos musicais, bem díspares. Mas como há assim uma pessoa que conheço, que é capaz de gostar do género, se é que já não conhece a música... aqui fica a dita "versão integral"...) :D

AFI
Miss Murder


Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?

whoa-oh-ohh

With just a look they shook
And heavens bowed before him.
Simply a look can break your heart.
The stars that pierce the sky;
He left them all behind.
We’re left to wonder why
He left us all behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh
(ohh)

Dreams of his crash won’t pass
Or how they all adored him.
Beauty will last when spiraled down.
The stars that mystify
He left them all behind.
And how his children cry
He left us all behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh

What's the rift that twists
within this furthest mystery?
I would gladly bet my life upon it.
At the cost of love your ray of light
Will fizzle out without hope.
When the empty sand just flowing through our empty

skin,
And we're searching for what we were promised.
Reaching for the cold and rain we never let go,
They won't ever let us blow our filthy hands apart.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh

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