Тексты песен «Bloodlet»

Untouched by passion I hear it scream under my foot slow evolution to an unfeeling block of ice made so by both force and by choice trapped in this miserable existence give me pain ritual scarification of my astral self...

My guts burn you set them ablaze when you pulled them out you're not even here to feed the fire so why do they still burn not much left now smoldering ashes so whats to love you think you can hide from what you've done...

Hold tight this ride holds time. Knows you inside and out. Knows you're burning inside and you need him. She needs, and he knows why she's bleeding. So he goes back and forth again and again. Underneath the freeway...

I feel it enter my soul. Paranoid obsession won't let him leave home. 'Cause he's seen her face in the mirror, all tattered and torn. Glass bottom words won't leave her alone. 'Cause she's seen the angel that kills her...

It's hard to see with your hands tied (down). Would you, could you, help you learn to try. (no) Remember me with my hands tied. Can he, will she, show me how to fly... away (from). Combust and confuse, begin and end. A...

Echoes of rage shatter stone hate seeps through the cracks of wisdom molten tears of emptiness cracked wide open wretched inside out arcane fingers rip through my spine to find a way to my heart tear through the...

For none of these fuckers will ever know, what I think as I go. No... no not one last time. Not for me not for you. Not for what I find may scare me more than if I stayed blind. I've shot the pig. I've drawn the line...

For none of these fuckers will ever know, what I think as I go. No... no not one last time. Not for me not for you. Not for what I find may scare me more than if I stayed blind. I've shot the pig. I've drawn the line...

Surprise next said. If you could raise your head you'd see what you've done. Next in line. Surreal sublime. Addiction affliction. Attracts behind the pedestal. A hand reaches for sister supreme. A lingering fatigue...

My eyes sewn shut collaboration in the shadows armed with forked tongues damn your sinless grins and your hallowed existence I witnessed the charred remains of moralities grip propaganda has no emotion chaotic voices...

Bad Boy 1: Give me a hand with this shit! Bad Boy 2: Alright, let's do it. He's dead, aint he? Bad Boy 1: Anybody see you? Bad Boy 2: Eh... I don't know. Bad Boy 1: Come on. Hurry up! Bad Boy 2: Hey, I think I...

Done enough damage to my soul back down you've won time and time again no one left to hold up that wall where the last brick has fallen where I call my home stand naked before you but you can't take away what you...

Paint me a pretty picture make sure it's black and white the colors would hurt my eyes no imperfections or I'll cut them out paint me a pretty picture I painted over all my others in...

Perpetuate the sin of the fifth nothing is holy nothing is sacred begging the demons to surge kiss them on the mouth as the martyr is forgotten ascension through sacrilege forgotten benediction glorify embrace as all...

We are all meant to stand in a line Eyes forward Arms to the side And when your turn comes bow out gracefully I know what you've come for and your game You'd better believe that I came to play Double talk cross...

Must have been the gun must have been the pills could have been the lies but he was sure he would set it straight this time Way of the knife razor sharp broken neck regret entheogenic pleasure my little...

We are all meant to stand in a line eyes forward arms to the side and when your turn comes bow out gracefully I know what you've come for and your game you'd better believe that I came to play Double talk cross the...

Have you found something worth fighting for a little piece of truth we've been dying for on a cold night alone he's lost his way I think it is time we end this day eyes raised high above the people made of songs and...

Father time goes wandering around with alzheimers head while she lay in bed strung out and bleeding which came first love or hate want or need you can tell a lot about a man by the way he bleeds still they're...

Hammer drives home the third and final nail this twisted disfigurement adjoined spiritually to the cross I call home one thousand eyes do not lament when you fuse upon me for I choose this existence watch them dance...