Текст песни
My throat is raw with dust and all these years
A taste of lust lingers on my lips, fed by fears
Every step on the floorboards— a groan of rotten wood
This house is soaked in history, in bad and good
In the closet, a ghost dress, with your perfume still stained
Forgotten, sinful, vicious, driving me insane
And there's no holy water to wash the scent of sin away
It's in the walls, my skin, mixed with fear and disarray
It's the smoke from your cigarettes, burned until the morning light
It's the dust of decadent years, taking eternal flight
There are stains on the wallpaper— wine or a shadow's lie
A candle stub is melting, its black wax running high
In the rusted sink, the bitter water's cold as stone
Of the innocence we had, we are completely alone
The mirrors are all covered, to hide the eyes I fear
The eyes that promised heaven, then made everything unclear
And there's no holy water to wash the scent of sin away
It's in the walls, my skin, mixed with fear and disarray
It's the smoke from your cigarettes, burned until the morning light
It's the dust of decadent years, taking eternal flight
And I try to burn this memory, to scorch it from my mind
But the smoke just sinks into our souls, of every kind
It becomes a part of me, a part of how I breathe
A core of pure decay, a truth I must believe
The scent of sin
The scent of sin
Nowhere to run
No air left within
This scent of sin
