Dance, dance your decay all the while, unknowing youre led astray

Sleep, sleep through your woe while your voice slowly withers and melts away



Sing unto me the pleasure and pain

Reveal to me the reasons my loves not in vain



Sangre, sangre de la rosa. SIGUE en paz sin el pasado. RECE, RECE por su alma. ELLA MURIERA en el bautismo del fuego



Sing unto me the pleasure and pain

Reveal to me the reasons my loves not in vain



The world burns but still we breathe...

The iron chambered heart a seive that sifts through honest elegance and suffers from the wrong defense