Texty:
Bleeding Through Portrait Of The Goddess

Goddess, goddess of hate, I've seen this face before I do believe I've heard this voice before So many lines, so many words I don't regret a single one

must rip it back from you. I've reached the final judgement. every thought and every second that you smile, it makes me choke. it makes me bleed, it was

goddess, goddess of hate I've seen this face before, I do believe I've heard this voice before, so many lines so many words, I don't regret a single

anymore. now I cast a thousand plagues on you. so left behind to make immense. now I am set free and I can see right through you, but you're too blind

proceed to throw, or were they daggers, despite the broken glass, your smile is fake, your eyes are fake, your smile is fake, just the way the beauty you portray

monday mourning, a midwest gloom above. the word on the other end, the news of death of hope. life slain by love, I don't think we will live through