Тексты песен «Vendetta Red»

A song to soothe you son of mine Your broken bones heal in due time Another day in silence suffer such a bitter pill We're the sons and daughers daddy hates to much to kill stay home stay home stay home stay home...

I'm turning a deaf ear toyour bloody ministries Save it for the afterlife honey Cause everybody knows the more we nurture our perversions, the more human we become Sing children sing it to the sun Struck down, I hate...

Shame rests in the hollow circles under all of our eyes. You stole the living air from me and payback is a bitter banshee. At the site of my grave performed thier bitter biopsy diva and deviant dichotomy. Sleep came in...

sister insomnia my eyes weep worms for you angel anathema i'll drink your blood the blood you shed for me was all you gave to me my bold bulimic belly dancer narcissistic necromancer run just run from me as day consumes...

Let's pretend we're in the movies and kiss me with the tongue And I'll become carcinogen and blacken up your lungs. Impatient amputees are longing for a hand to hold It's so hard to get the lead out when your hearts...

He drew a question from a curtain of flies, 'Are there colors in the dreams of the blind?' He knew the answer when you tore out his eyes, 'Does black count?' Flaccid the severed member you clench. Exalted walking...

Winters like a plague I fill the emptiness inside with broken glass Johnny's got his gun And mamma's still cleaning up the blood he's laying in It's the long goodbye All thoughts become a mirror like anguish mimicking...

allergenic to your atmosphere a tidal wave of frozen fear careening down to blanket all serenade our town is only a mass grave not even the church was saved and so we pray to piles of snow i can barely breathe but i...

Reminiscent screams like womb dreams From ridding yourself of your own existence The pendulum sways like an empty noose Still your thoughts compress and you weep and sigh inside Adolescent naivete spawned my optimism...

She said she liked the way I kissed So cutting edge I slit my wrists I need to vomit disappear and kill those monsters in my mirror Out classed by losers second place Before I fell flat on my face So sick of dreaming,...

Cut from glass I start to fade and prance around her promenade Thrown overboard to pay my dues, to the ocean floor in concrete shoes I'm your visions of vindication that caught you in the act I wield the force of...

Alright! When you're broken from the breakup, and those cold tears smear your makeup and you're wishing he made sure you were dead when he left sixteen sutures on your throat dear from your left ear to your right ear...