Letras de Memory divine

Oh memory divine
I wander
when death to death Is done
I wander
I need to lick a late, late, late passion
at every station of
the cross, the cross

Never is nothing here
child, I wander
we need to sleep to die
I wander
your heart is in a race
never, never lose a will
we love dying men...
oh Lord let me know
the wonder
oh Lord let me know

It′s a cold, cold, cold christmas
at every station of
the cross, the cross

You mean my night is wrong
I wander
how do you feel babe?
I wonder
I'm a full, full, full, reach of desire
is there nothing left Lord
nothing left but bones
but bones...

Oh memory divine
I wander
oh memory divine...