At the End of All Your Nights by Tears of Kali Lyrics
Who said I want you here?
Just let me die in sorrow!
Don’t go sweet puppeteer!
I need some peace to borrow
Why can’t I hide here
Wait ’till there’s no tomorow?
You’re within me? I’m within you?
We’ll see when I reach the marrow!
Who decides what’s right
When you crash into the end of all the nights
Your sight is melted by the smooth delight you find
There’s a voice that you can’t fight inside your mind
At the end of all your nights
Who decides what’s right
Who decides what’s right
Faithless, you’re thе one at the end
Of thе stairs, leading to regret
In the shade, with a needle in hand
Your lies either break or bend
Who decides the price
When you break into the end of all your nights
Who’s the victim of the smooth delight you find
One more stone that you can carve inside your mind
At the end of all your nights
Faithless, you’re the one at the end
Of the stairs, leading to regret
In the shade, with a needle in hand
Your lies either break or bend
With their contemptuous eyes
They’re just overthrown idols
Only the world, I despise!
With you I have no quarrel
Must cut the old ties
And stop this endless spiral!
All who chastise in courtly disguise
Greet them with a smoking barrel
Just let me die in sorrow!
Don’t go sweet puppeteer!
I need some peace to borrow
Why can’t I hide here
Wait ’till there’s no tomorow?
You’re within me? I’m within you?
We’ll see when I reach the marrow!
Who decides what’s right
When you crash into the end of all the nights
Your sight is melted by the smooth delight you find
There’s a voice that you can’t fight inside your mind
At the end of all your nights
Who decides what’s right
Who decides what’s right
Faithless, you’re thе one at the end
Of thе stairs, leading to regret
In the shade, with a needle in hand
Your lies either break or bend
Who decides the price
When you break into the end of all your nights
Who’s the victim of the smooth delight you find
One more stone that you can carve inside your mind
At the end of all your nights
Faithless, you’re the one at the end
Of the stairs, leading to regret
In the shade, with a needle in hand
Your lies either break or bend
With their contemptuous eyes
They’re just overthrown idols
Only the world, I despise!
With you I have no quarrel
Must cut the old ties
And stop this endless spiral!
All who chastise in courtly disguise
Greet them with a smoking barrel