| Song | Fin de Siécle |
| Artist | Black Tape for a Blue Girl |
| Album | Remnants of a Deeper Purity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| now my child, you would be five; through everything by my side | |
| in this fin de siècle spirit; this age of selfishness | |
| did we permit everything to slip away? | |
| did i lose everything i believed in? | |
| is there no tomorrow? only thoughts for today | |
| is there no tomorrow? i trusted you | |
| should you have been brought into this cold dark world | |
| fatherless, abandoned with our child within | |
| in this life there are no fathers not on heaven nor on earth | |
| we spend our life searching for this lost fragment of our soul | |
| immersed in self-indulgence is there no hope for beauty? | |
| whose arms are big enough to hold my fears? | |
| already i have more than i can bare. | |
| this life i once opened to joy | |
| now lies twisted in pain | |
| this is dying and not loving | |
| the honey now flows with blood | |
| i will die with this guilt..... knowing i betrayed myself. |
| now my child, you would be five through everything by my side | |
| in this fin de sie cle spirit this age of selfishness | |
| did we permit everything to slip away? | |
| did i lose everything i believed in? | |
| is there no tomorrow? only thoughts for today | |
| is there no tomorrow? i trusted you | |
| should you have been brought into this cold dark world | |
| fatherless, abandoned with our child within | |
| in this life there are no fathers not on heaven nor on earth | |
| we spend our life searching for this lost fragment of our soul | |
| immersed in selfindulgence is there no hope for beauty? | |
| whose arms are big enough to hold my fears? | |
| already i have more than i can bare. | |
| this life i once opened to joy | |
| now lies twisted in pain | |
| this is dying and not loving | |
| the honey now flows with blood | |
| i will die with this guilt..... knowing i betrayed myself. |
| now my child, you would be five through everything by my side | |
| in this fin de siè cle spirit this age of selfishness | |
| did we permit everything to slip away? | |
| did i lose everything i believed in? | |
| is there no tomorrow? only thoughts for today | |
| is there no tomorrow? i trusted you | |
| should you have been brought into this cold dark world | |
| fatherless, abandoned with our child within | |
| in this life there are no fathers not on heaven nor on earth | |
| we spend our life searching for this lost fragment of our soul | |
| immersed in selfindulgence is there no hope for beauty? | |
| whose arms are big enough to hold my fears? | |
| already i have more than i can bare. | |
| this life i once opened to joy | |
| now lies twisted in pain | |
| this is dying and not loving | |
| the honey now flows with blood | |
| i will die with this guilt..... knowing i betrayed myself. |