Lyrics of *** by Amaranthe
Talk to me, baby
Now let the curtain fall
Encourage the collision
A submission to my call
You’ve exceeded expectation
Now I realise that I crave it all
A demonic composition
For the ones about to fall
Just a moment of ***
Now I feel the call
***, it’s my exaltation
Make no mistake
Don’t you break away
My ascendancy
This is my expectation
Just show me the way
It’s the life we make
‘Til the end of days
You bring me ***
You bring me ***
Come a little closer
Let conversation stop
Cede your intuition
And you’ll faithfully recall
How I cherish the inception
I can sense you take me to the top
And infernal destination
You incinerate it all
Just a moment of ***
You’re raising me up
***, it’s my exaltation
Make no mistake
Don’t you break away
My ascendancy
This is my expectation
Just show me the way
It’s the life we make
‘Til the end of days
You bring me ***
Your desperate interpretation
A mass contradiction
The perfect characterisation
A victim you bind
A colossal machine
And the monstrous manifestation
Reticent diversification
A mission, you’re blind
Just a moment of ***
Now I feel the call
***, it’s my exaltation
Make no mistake
Don’t you break away
My ascendancy
This is my expectation
Just show me the way
It’s the life we make
‘Til the end of days
You bring me ***