Rome - Stillwell lyrics

Would we ever meet beyond these words of deceit? Would I be entangled over there in your golden hair? As the renegade priest is entangled in muffled prayer We'd run through blazing summers O, I never quite liked the way you cried out for more For you were not hesitant And yet you were not sure I'll serve my time at your stillwell I'll serve my time At your stillwell And I smile and murder while I smile But you'd be safe with me, Sarah Many were your gifts to me But this loneliness I love the most You're the stranger in my house Everyone mistook for a ghost And you put me in my place With your master race Jag stanner min tid, vid din källa Jag stanner min tid, vid din källa