Shimmering over all
those wistful faces
And the promise burning
brightly in their eyes
In this violent flesh
the cut that bleeds the
kiss that stings
Desperate snows fall from d
esperate skies
CHORUS
Take my hand and lead me
To the garden of delight
Take my hand and lead me
Home...
Reflections in the liquid
windswept mirror
The breatheless world
elegance and charm
The treasured touch,
the first touch of a
stranger
It
charmed me, entranced me, no harm
So...
CHORUS
This child of death,
kissing in the playground
Senses swirling,
faithful to the kill
Playing with fire, a chance
among the playsound
Covered in burns and
turn away, they're
dancing still
So...
Take
my hand and lead me
To the garden of delight
Take my hand and lead me
To the garden
Of delight
Of delight
