Met you in Egypt.
You were sitting in sands, as old as time.
Gypsy hand movements
caught my heated eyes.
We spoke of curses
that lied themselves ahead of me.
I noticed something golden,
something that sees everything.

If anything really lived,
it will always die of complete exhaustion.
If my heart even truly exists,
I will know by the taste of your lips.

It was love at first sight.
It was lust at the first drink of rum.
I saw your chest catch on fire
with every note you sung.

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Tomb, Sweet Tomb song meanings
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