Текст песни Bloodlet - The Way Of The Leeches
Bloodlet - The Way Of The Leeches слова песни
We are all meant to stand in a line eyes forwardarms to the sideand when your turn comes bow out gracefullyI know what you`ve come for and your gameyou`d better believe that I came to playDouble talk cross the line chatter doesn`t matterI`ve heard that beforeand when our turn comeswe will take this day while this little angel sleeps his head all filled with dreamsa desperate soul does scream please take me awayspirit drencheda moment spent contemplating a sacramenthell awaits for those who take from the one whose soul createshis visions ride on angels wingshis words are like a summer`s breezeheaven sent and mostly bent restraintand compassion are already spent