Bestow My Desire — текст песни (November Doom)

My hands are bound, by the sound of a bell
A chime I cherish and respect
A divine song, played upon my chest
And echoing through my soul
Not a voice, nor any angel
Can bring me to my knees
Faster, then the softness of it`s touch
Drowning my strength, as it turns into my tears
Weakness prevails as I`m swallowed deep into trance
Whispering tones, emerge from my bliss
They surround my heart in gold
To only touch the physical side
Would lock me in for eternity