Gone with the sin

I love your skin, oh so white.
I love your touch, cold as ice.
And I love every single tear you cry .
I just love the way you're losing your life.

My Baby, how beautiful you are.
My Darling, completely torn apart.
You're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you are.
You're gone with the sin my Darling.

I adore the dispair in your eyes.
I worship your lips once red as wine.
I crave for your scent sending shivers down my spine.
I just love the way you're running out of life.

My Baby, how beautiful you are.
My Darling, completely torn apart.
You're gone with the sin my Baby and beautiful you are.
You're gone with the sin my Darling.

En esta ocasión, me he decantado por una canción que me flipa de HIM: Gone with the sin. No sé por qué me gusta tanto esta canción, quizás porque me atrae la idea de morir como la chica de la foto, blanca, sin pecado, tranquila... Más gótica no puedo ser.

Un saludo.

Rocío Segovia.