Текст песни Circle Of Dead Children - 10 Fingers (My Last Ten Minutes)
Circle Of Dead Children - 10 Fingers (My Last Ten Minutes) слова песни
Spit slides like sludge from the lips Mumbling thelost words of a Fall grievance I can barely speak toyou with purple lips and a cracked smile Ripped apartin unequaled confusion Always sewing my stability backtogether with the thinnest of twineRip and sew Rip andsewRip and sewPut me back togetherRip and sewRip andsewRip and sew Put me back togetherSplit apart at allthe vital seams And the tears that seep from my eyesdrip and mix with blood and ink Blood, tears, and inkin a pirouette of mayhem and tranquillity It`s awhitewash of emotionSweat kisses my tongue and I knowthat I`m still real I know that I`m still alive withmyself I yell out your name and choke frothingdeprivationThe nourishment of loss Asleep withasleepCreeping, inching, crawling across the floortoward the gate `cause that`s where the flowers bloomand wiltRoses laced with blood and drool Watching thepigment drain away from petals clung to my bodyAngelicand sweet I`m losing feelingRaking open my chest withthornsShed back the skin Exposed to he elementsFrigidcold violent dedication A human desecration