Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste lyrics

Song information

Artist: Norma Jean
Album: Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child

Lyrics

Waltz around the room with a glaze in your stare
In your tuxedo suit
I'll give it a name
Lower defenses
I'll lower the casket
Open the door and open the grave
Murder
Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer
Mediocrity is the killer
You find yourself helpless
Christ is not a fashion, fleeting away
He laid emeralds in her eyes
But I'd already tried a braclet made of gold
And a scarlet thread around her wrist
And everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs
Oh, how seldom we belong, but how elegant our kiss. and we painted crooked lines but we danced in perfect time to a love so much refined, we know not what it is. so like the dullen wine we poor into a grief we'd known before, but never quite like this
All I know now is regret. she follows like a silhouette of a cobblestone behind me. she has nothing left to say except to innocently ask, her voice delicate as glass. do you see me when we pass?
But I continue on my way