Poets Of The Fall - Hounds To Hamartia lyrics

A single kiss for your treasure There just left at your door Life has shown you no pleasure before Double cross for a symbol Name your rosary beads You will nurture the fable till it bleeds Bleeds for your love No more tragic love for sale in the crooked gallery High on acid love gone stale seems like fantasy Just like magic Hubris leads, leads its hounds, hounds to Hamartia What you eclipse makes your measure What you leave reaches for you in your stead Taking flaws for a gamble to get ahead No remorse for the trouble spread In the revolution No more tragic love for sale… Hit or miss you'll be playing Paying your dues cos you need the game all the same Fame draws you like fireflies to the flame Play all on red No more tragic love for sale…