Ghosting - Ad Infinitum Тексты

Blood on the floor, blood from the ceiling
Blood on the door, bloody my feelings
Blood on my mace, blood in the air
Blood on my face and blood in my hair
No tears anymore, I won't cry no more
I will do my best and I will kill the rest
I ate the soil and I ate the grime
I couldn't feel and I could see
Blood is my dust, blood is to rust
Blood are my words, blood from my corpse
Blood in their eyes, bloody their ashes
Blood in my eyes and blood are their cashes
Blood my rage, blood through my brain
Bloody my hate and blood in the rain
Well, I'm so happy and I feel pretty
I don't cry, I feel so fine
Sweet confusion steer my reflections
Living to die, die to live
I will win
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