Die Of Devotion Lyrics

Vagabonds of the old war, drink and fight and fuck some more.
Feel the pull, like lover's prize.
Feel a hate lovers find, pulling in a new bride.
Drunken sleep and lovelessness.
Die of devotion, chasing a veiled dream.
Die of devotion.
Your blood, the needle.
Your heart, the bottle.
We feel the pull of need.
Black mood, a reason to live thirsty without breath.
Asleep in the flames.Charmaine - Die Of Devotion - http://motolyrics.com/charmaine/die-of-devotion-lyrics.html
Sprinkle us with the fire, no love just desire.
All or nothing, nothing's higher.
Die of devotion, our soul rises.
So does the fire.
A wakefulness between the dreams, the clouds press.
Your blood, the needle.
Your heart, the bottle.
We feel the pull of need.
Our world of liars.
Proof of habit.