Из альбома: Songs for the Sinners
Lost inside yet I found what brought me here
Deep where despair has it's home
Breathless child witht the scars prevent to grow
Sweet denial I caress
Dislike myself, so now I know why this broken thorn
You bring me rain, the rust in veins
Dislike myself, so now I know why this broken thorn
You bring me hate, the state I