Other Trees - Tomb, Sweet Tomb текст песни

Met you in Egypt.
You were sitting in sands, as old as time.
Gypsy hand movements

caught my heated eyes.
We spoke of curses
that lied themselves ahead of me.
I noticed something golden,
something that sees everything.

If anything really lived,
it will always die of complete exhaustion.
If my heart even truly exists,
I will know by the taste of your lips.

It was love at first sight.
It was lust at the first drink of rum.
I saw your chest catch on fire
with every note you sung.