Von Hertzen Brothers - The Willing Victim lyrics

Music: Von Hertzen Brothers Words: Mikko von Hertzen Air in her hands Her will begins to bend Couldn't imagine A more tragic end Fear, penetrative like a knife Feeding on the dying vapors of life Her breathing is fading I'm failing again Morning rain Is just the same As my tears on her grave True to her Love that remains Without a name, without a face Like the air in the space Pure as her sacred embrace Morning rain Is just the same As my tears on her grave Trying to reach underground Will she forgive me the next time around? I'm feeling out of place I'm lost without a trace My life is torn I'm burned I never really learned That no one in this world Can ever be compared to her She showed it once again Her Calling never ends She's bearing through all times The burden of our crimes Her Love remains the same And her Love will save our lives