that we could form a manner of speaking of knife wounds i would like to get to know your wounds and embrace the ashen remains of you these possibilities
It may seem at last, days passing mean nothing But the sun that sets cause only pain Violence in words, like slashes, wound deeply Love is not when you
And we wound up drinkin all night Chorus: It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes Nothing remains quite the same With all of our running and all
platoon Leave you helpless, screamin from all types of wounds I be the expert, blowin like a firework Covertin concepts that will nerve-wreck in concert
got enough of it Plenty thugs been shot but see it's all in the game Even I took a couple of 'em, but still I remain I ain't different from that same
we shall be eternal If you believe we shall never part The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive The stones from my enemies These wounds
that's worth it all the blood that runs so cold in these wounds time time and time again these moments shall remain these moments shared with you shall remain
I'm ugly All that I am And I can never live up I'm failing I'm angry Afraid of the ways They pretend to be us It's fucked up I'm different Words remain
leave Must we let this night end With broken hearts unmend From hurtful words, selfishly said Chorus: Let's not go another Having such burdens in our hearts With these tears falling from
my weight: Those memories of you! Once I felt that you loved me These days are over, now we're through Our secret garden lost forever I never thought you could be that
the love songs play on my lonely radio But I shut them off ''cause all they do is make me miss you [so much more] And so remains these twisted days
Put the lead in my soul Lift the bones from my skin Lay them out on the floor All of our hopes and our wishes Our future remains Could be destroyed by these
box marked 'Remains' Blood stains these veins In the way that I can only explain is insane The world's gonna celebrate when I hang And I just hope that
are but cinders . . .their grandeur shall remain untainted It is this grandeur that protects the spirit within From the plight of this broken world, from the wounds
Ten heavy feet walks the bloodsoiled ground With rhythm these five warriors march No matter how much the bleeding wounds From enemy sword cuts, hurts
should know She offers me the ability To take a fatal wound Every cu by sword or spear will be Absorded by her tree-womb This magic will remain until
And now is the time that nothing has left from all these broken by the scream dreams, hold back by a fire night, nailed down by midnight moonlight. Fragments
all the bread has molded fungus dwells inside multiple estimates convincing with their graphic pride the mask that suffocates bleeds in me all is to