, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am I Forgiven, Am
my fate you give no guarantees there's no promise i can keep i can't stand i can't see my way i feel blind on my feet i can't stay too long am
It's the making of our story a passing dead and gone Fairy tales wait in mystery And monsters sing in song Even though these lives have ended Their memory
I was alone wasting away, true son do not die I was the poison and you were the kiss angel take a breath now this ghost inside you hurts, and I never
This place, still can't believe it. I'll never ever talk of this photograph: a still frame of your lips this killer, he danced, I kiss and tell. Followed
call, Look deep in her eyes and I saw the beauty (Waiting) They came from the sky Heard their music playing for us We were lovers burned alive And I am
Crashed through the window going way too fast Sized up the bodies, Just cuts and bruises shot to the head relapse, It's nice to see you're standing over
I am the man they couldn't hang A forced-fed son of romance dressed in hooks who kissed your head, killed 12 dead baby I am an addict burning winter
So I drew a goodnight kiss, I said it was all for you Held your face in time but the miracles came crashing down But it was too late; the killers came
[Choir:] Requiem... Kyrie Elesion Gratia tua illis succurrente Mereantur evadere judicium Fac eas de morte transire ad vitam Et in memoria aeterna erit
Make me believe that this is real A touch of skin that hides the dying, I've lost the feel that breaks up the living from the dead I've lost you in this
I brushed away the sticks and mud that covered your face. A pretty smile stares directly at the sunlight You skin has turned blue, your not alone. I
Fortunes and Hades are the last hope, Swallow... Forgive the Leopard King and the hangman's gallows. Shark People Wear Shark Clothes! The bite was ugly
It's ten degrees inside the house tonight I'm seeing corpses drawing on the walls And drinking themselves to death They're playing games and fighting
I've suffered more in this city, where ashes fall a living tombstone that takes your mind in bliss tattooed voices where we all fall down... broke down
This book of love is a final gift, dramatic in its virtue It's a beating heart I made for you Ten razors buried bones And a kiss that tastes like violence
Die by the sword And the millions have taken away this reward Stolen the laugh and a kiss It was burned all in grey across her tender lips Never the meek
Like sugar the sweetest thing I ever tasted Like a fine merlot And white pills cut on glass and lips of dolls I'm told there was beauty in our silence
