Depeche Mode — The Love Thieves

Depeche Mode The Love Thieves

Альбом: Ultra (1997)

Жанры — Поп

Текст песни

Oh, the tears that you weep

For the poor tortured souls

Who fall at your feet

With their love-begging bowls

 

All the clerks and the tailors

The sharks and the sailors

All good at their trades, but

They'll always be failures

 

Alms for the poor

For the wretched disciples

And the love that they swore

With their hearts on the bible

 

Beseeching the honor

To sit at your table

And feast on your holiness

As long as they're able

 

Love needs its martyrs

Needs its sacrifices

They live for your beauty

And pay for their vices

 

Love will be the death of

My lonely soul brothers

But their spirit shall live on in

The hearts of all lovers

 

You're holding court

With your lips and your smile

Your body's a halo

Their minds are on trial

 

Sure as Adam is Eve

Sure as Jonah turned whaler

They're crooked love thieves

And you are their jailer

 

Love needs its martyrs

Needs its sacrifices

They live for your beauty

And pay for their vices

 

Love will be the death of

My lonely soul brothers

But their spirit shall live on in

The hearts of all others (x2)

 

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