La Fin Absolue Du Monde - Javelynn

Gather round, this is a new day

A fairytale where lollipops and candycanes

Are covering the coming of judgement day

It’s the momentum of mediocrity

Saddle up, we’ve got our new means

And TV-screens to amplify and advertise

the testament of treason and broken dreams

Let us give in to the taste of indecency

Now make me take it

A revolutionary fit

I wanna get by only to see you sacrifice

Your integrity

So kiss me, hit me

It feels like you love me

When I’m with you I’m never satisfied

It’s a long way to hell but we’re there

On your own you’re like a mute scream

A Seraphim with charcoal wings And sharpened bones

Your shiver as you choke on your shattered heart

Was it your jaded existance that make you this way

And I’ll be damn if I don’t love you

In all you do, I’ll purify and paint my smile

Your pestilence can’t plague me enough this time

I’ll bite my tongue and confide in my own decay