Оригинален текст
I once adornned wings and knew of such innocense
I then tasted of her, wings were torn from flesh
I had been betrayed by my own tounge
I have been betrayed by my own heart
I HAVE BECOME A MARTYR FOR LOVE
I once adornned wings and knew of such innocense
I then tasted of her, wings were torn from flesh
I had been betrayed by my own tounge
I have been betrayed by my own heart
I HAVE BECOME A MARTYR FOR LOVE