Lyrics:
still there. Can you feel it? My blood flows now, on the ground. A sick man. My blood flows now, in his mouth. Kissing a flesh wound. Escape is once.
So Long Have You Drunk Bitter Tears
Turning Hopes Into Fears
Every Wound In Your Soul Has A Story To Tell
Getting Bigger Like The Ripples In A Well
about.
Saylor Lake's got a mean howl.
Careful at night, better watch out!
Decorate her funeral with open wounds,
When the sorrow pours like water,
my life
To the grave, I thought
I just can't seem to make it happen
The music lifts me when I'm down
It heals the wounds that bleed inside me
House is falling
House is falling
House is falling
Down
I am a victim of you
And your misery
I feel resentment in my blood
Oh how the wounds
wrongs could be made right
Oh darling, under the northern lights
We wound and we're wounded by the tiniest acts
We run from our ghosts and we cover our
on
But there you go
There you go
Bring back the flowers of spring in this heart
Heal up the wounds that have torn us apart
Fall like the rain in
wounds
Thou who thought that love was life
Thou who thought that love never dies
Cry out Thy sorrow
And seek to heal
Cry out Thy sorrow
And try
Golden lie
Burns in heart
Thorn wrapped in velvet
Wounds deeper and deeper
Silence drinks in colourful memories
Quicker and quicker
He is gone
You fight
on
Dreaming of the beautiful end
These wounds don't heal easy
But I'm trying to mend
Won't walk any further baby, you're gonna watch me run
Been living in
won't lose my mind
Just take you by surprise when I die
Sometimes I wish that I did, for real
Now I don't have the time to heal
All these wounds I made
clarity
Open your desecrated, diluted chest
Dissect the wounds from yourself and let them drain
Pulling myself apart for no reason as you wither away
open wound a whispered cry
It breathes in me, draining the life from the inside
In ecstasy, exposing my flesh to darkest red
I can't resist this touch
I got bruises on my feet he says
And I got cuts on my hands
So who's gonna help me stand?
Yeah, who's gonna help me stand?
Well I got wounds
The splinter in my fingertip
The wound that rips
The dream that dips below
But I know your time has come
Yeah I know your time has come
You were going
The wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
To these servants of a history
As they circle all around
They stand in their delight
I lay my hands upon these wounds and cry in empty ridicule
open wounds
And yes, I thought as I closed my eyes
I saw phantom apparitions dance
And are we really safe and on our own
Or are they out there
to warriors and kings!
[Reflections on lifetimes of carnage:]
I have been slain by Roman gladius,
And by Norman spear dealt a mortal wound,
The threads
stab wounds all up and down they back
I do it all by myself
I don't need nobody else
And I'm a do fine without your help
I'm a do it all by myself
He came and culled the harvest
Bred the fruits for his purpose
Unaware folk of the stars
Forced into wounds and dreadful scars
To raid the lands
Distant stare way beyond repair
Lipstick and hair cover every tear
Every wound every fear
Til you just don't seem to notice who you aren't
One
Good mourning Mr. Sleepy
My name is Winter Cold
I'll freeze the heart you're loving
To wound your mortal soul
Believe my little friend
You're
The marks I'm bearing
Are so deep
As deep as the sea
A sea of hate
Trust is a deadly snakebite
That rips your soul in two
Heal my wound
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