Texty: Coal Chamber. My Mercy.

When I die I'll die with my mercy
When she cries I'll crie with her
In my life see I've loved an angel
My mercy
My mercy
Such a glance the softest of skin
Wax dripping so paper thin
Remember oils positions of plenty
Well 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 and angel
My mercy eternal to me
We are love we are made of many
We are two we are made of few
You've taken my life and left me to blame
You'll never understand the shame
I would 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 made of few