• Wounds Bloodsoak These Hidden Scars
    Crying Tears Of Blood
    Upon The Millions And Zillions Of Stars
    My Heart Be Shattered Into Porcelain Pieces

    We Dance To The Beat Of or Heaven
    Leaving Our Love To Weaven
    Dance and Love
    Your One Heaven Soaking In The Veins of Hell

    Spare Me Your Flattery
    Spare Me For Your Remorse Of Me
    Spare Me All Of Your Thoughts
    Flowing Through Your Drought

    I Never Hated Him
    I Just Despise Him With A Burning Passion

    I Despise Him
    While He LOVES Me

    This Conversation Had Died
    Its Gone
    Its Dust
    Its My History...