Из альбома: Fragments Of The Splinter
Cut my hands - I don't feel you any longer
Darken my eyes - I don't see you anymore
Scar my face - No kisses fall upon them
Tear my vein - Erase the memories that let you in
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Smash your face - Your infection never leaves me
Fear your name - I hear it everywhere
Speak no more - I lay my shit upon you
Clouds my brain - It echoes through the hole that let you in
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Bleed my skin - The disease begins to leave me
Torturing - My body now be still
Erase me - Then never to remember
Removing - It breeds within the hole that let you in
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If I can't feel your heart again
Then I don't want to feel mine any longer
Let the killing begin
Scrape the memories inside my head
To remove you from me erase everything
That still belongs to me.
Why is it that we always say
That this will be the last time we will fall
Trust no-one
And never love again
When the truth is that The Myth Of Love
Trips us time and time again
Could it be that you could fall so far
That no-one
No matter how strong their love
Could pull you back up again
Being left to float endlessly
In a Black
Pit
Of despair