Lower One’s Eye’s ( English Cover ) Trickle

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done to me, betrayer
Throw your stones and stab me with your hateful stares
Curtain call, the final act, so say your prayers
So long to you beloved traitor

A Last Supper with nothing to say
All of the words have fallen onto my plate
I feel a fearful feeling starting to lead me astray
Hiding my deep desires tore me apart
Fighting to hate things I want in my heart
Budding a bloody venom, forcing me into the dark

The things I've seen and wanna believe
But I deny the truth that's staring at me
I know the cross I bear is starting to wear on my knees
Feeling a bleeding, burning somеthing in me
Beneath a voicе too timid, bubbling deep
Shutting a throat so singed, I don't have a word that won't sting

Cutting out this doubt, I see now
Clear and free, let loose what's killing me
Lower your eyes, my love and spite look quite alike
I worship you but hate grew up into
This bitter, sweet disguise
Then your mercy came to take the pain that I had on my mind