Note to god and the old man Why have I still this red rune upon my hand
Split Sanity Split Sanity
I will never forget the first time we met Drew her mark upon my hand, I had no idea how grand
Never forget the first time we met The red said she was curious, no idea how grand
How much she would mean to me
Now she is gone, but I will get her back The blue will pay, crazy boy will launch an attack
No turning back No turning back No turning back No turning back
Dear god and the old man why didn't you tell me why did you not know The man with the violin was just a pawn The blue has had her way now
Blue has no sympathy, she cares not for her self She has divided her self from her red purity
I have never had more hate for this fiend I respect Master nihilist, that bitch, devoid of anything worth logic
No words, no talk We'll go kill each other I don't care how it's done Just bring me the red
Blue has no sympathy, she cares not for her self She has divided her self from her red purity
I have never had more hate for this fiend I respect Master nihilist, that bitch, devoid
Look to the ocean What a beautiful blue I can't stand the ocean For that wretched blue
Feel as you will I know my path I am running down to the end To meet with her wrathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
