The Last Supper

Park Güell makes you even more beautiful
As if you were created by Gaudí the master himself
Cause you consist of shattered thoughts
They never seem to bore even if they to turn you into hell

This last supper makes you even more beautiful
As if you [A7were created by the master himself
'Cause you [A7consist of imploding energy
Let me save you [A7from your unbearable hell
Hell, hell, hell
From your hell

We can't hide from our destiny
This chain is like [F]an inherited spell
That consumes all [Em]my [A]precious energy
That pulls me to [C7]where ever you [A7just fell
Fell, fell, fell, fell
You just fell