white foxes

poses

poses

that's all you are to me

roses

roses

that's all you're offering me

and oh i wish to god that the earth would turn cold

and my heart would forget it's made of glass

and all the pretty tulips would disappear

and never disturb me again

you gave me my very first gun

i'll go out and hunt the hidden dome

with white foxes

with white foxes

freeze

hunger

hunger

is the purest sin

it is an empty church in a crowded bin

i've wept and i've stumbled

i fought and i craved for the gravy of your soul

but all i want to do now is walk among

the barren trees and fields of snow

you gave me my very first gun

i'll go out and hunt the hidden dome

with white foxes

with white foxes

freeze

freeze

my eye is my sanctuary

my eye is my sanctuary

my eye is my sanctuary

my eye is my sanctuary