Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart
It’s so hard to see my face In the mirror’s cold disgrace I wonder what is this I have become A childish forlorn wish So easy to seduce Seems like it’s just one step to fall down
Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart
I can hardly write these lines Cause I already have signed My name across the wall of prayers
Now I listen to my name Sounding like a blame I close my eyes and start to sing my song
Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart
If I’m looking back behind To long forgotten times There’s something that is burning on and on
Oh, oh, oh, pactum fraudis! (x4) Sanguinans!
I live in memories, cast into melodies They die in harmony with greed and treachery
Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart
How can I run from this hurting neverending pain…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
