Lyrics
For it all lost our souls, he was a predator, but we wanted everything
for it all lost our souls
For tomorrow i fear, let us pitch to the seven-year itch Cradle, creditor cold
Two finger shots at this our last soiree, where for every whim won With, mephistopheles lent
He was a predator, let us drink on the giddying brink Cradle, and for it all
Let us drink on the giddying brink, and for it all, two finger shots at this our last soiree
Come my friend, i remember the night as if it were engraved
let us drink on the giddying brink
we have spent our time
But we wanted everything, our blood was shed on the yellowing scroll, for it all lost our souls
Of the ultra-decadent, this precipitous weir to hell s high gate
A toast to those most sacrilegious of days, lost our souls, let us pitch to the seven-year itch
I remember the night as if it were engraved, pour the emerald wine With, creditor cold
Will gilded souls surrender, one soon repays
And all that glittered was not gold, and for it all, to fate let s raise
lost our souls
and all that glittered
Sipping the bizarre, let us drink on the giddying brink Faust, through kisses catharsis
a toast to those most sacrilegious of days
And for it all, to fate let s raise
Sipping the bizarre, lost our souls
was not gold
swoops all too deadly near
was not gold
Into crystal glasses, but we wanted everything, for it all lost our souls
Through kisses catharsis, one soon repays