Paroles:
Murder Of My Sweet The Bleed Me Dry

try to act so perfect But I see the truth in your eyes Why are you here to bleed me dry? Why are you here to bleed me dry?

anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share his

now! Cast me to the crimson flames Thou hast the power should I be blind To overthrow my wicked reign And throw me to the pit of time Cast me to the

the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they

will be spraying lead Look what you did to me, suffer my killing spree Nothing, no nothing can stop me from murder Nothing, no nothing can stop me from murder