H / Herod / They Aren't Bleeding Petals
Could I let this ghost hold my hand And will your broken petals carve into me As I'm led across your insidious heart You let go you walked away from me Like an angel who abandoned her faith And it defiles the hearts of gods This day ends with a swan song And three black kisses Crucify what I've become And hang yourself with this holocaust Your pedestal was built on sickened dreams Silence This wretched life it abhors your blood Bury yourself in contempt But be witness to this reality The tears I once shed for you Have shattered the stained glass And i now walk alone with red covered hands Crucify what I've become Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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