• Divine Disease
    How could you love me
    Then leave my heart
    Bleeding and cold.

    I thought I knew
    Who you were but now
    This game's getting old.

    Im pouring out my soul to you
    The whore that is
    The Divine Disease
    I move in to breath in
    Your last kiss only to
    Feel my breath freeze.


    Im sick of watching my heart break
    Im stuck shattered
    In the pouring rain
    Waiting for just one last kiss
    But your lips
    Only leave me with pain.

    How could you want me
    So bad then leave me
    Bleeding and cold?

    I thought you were
    The one but now
    This game's getting old.