En Tinta y Sangre (Líadan) Lyrics

This candlelight helps me read

Torn pages with poetry

Where all beauty seems to rust, under

Oceans of melancholy, she

Placed two coins on her eyelids

And watched her life wilt in peace

My sweet angel Líadan, don't you cry

Daughter of no one, lover of many

The tide in her art

With a cigarette in her hand

And tears rolling down her eyes, she

Hides, behind, the mask

She couldn't take no more (the mask)

Until she wakes no more

Hides, behind, the mask

She couldn't take no more (the mask)

Until she wakes no more

Once opened, her heart unlocked

That reverie of skin, from dust to dust

Her makeup mixed with the blood that comes

Out of wounds forever ensconced she's

A flower, a sin, a poem

A riddle I keep, unsolved

My sweet angel Líadan, don't you cry

Daughter of no one, lover of many

She died in my arms

Pristine, & divine

Pristine, & divine

This chapter is now complete

But another page begins, she...

Hides, behind, the mask

She couldn't take no more (the mask)

Until she wakes no more

Hides, behind, the mask

She couldn't take no more (the mask)

Until she wakes no more