| Breadwinner-Cloud Piece Wood, stone and marble Framed by stained glass windows Perhaps a breadwinner Take a sip Four years passed The wick is lit by your presence Rose, wine and incense She is pulling the vines Angelic whispers Oh my god (They all sound the same) Rose, wine and standing She's the virgin Mary Barefoot, longhair A cross on her corset The wink of an eye The rule of thirds Row by row Enamored Angelic whispers Oh my god (They all sound the same) The awe of your voice The awe of your lips It's all so heavenly Three words spoken Acidic tongues Don't affect my hearing Deflowered hands like Gospel Her comfort blankets my desire God is in the rain I'm not your only lover You've touched more hearts than mine Oh, blasphemy The awe of your voice The awe of your lips It's all so heavenly Three words spoken Angelic whispers Oh my god (They all sound the same) God is in the rain I'm not your only lover You've touched more hearts than mine Oh, blasphemy |