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

Do you despise the reflection when you look at yourself?
Remove, remove the blindfold
One single thought, one single breath
One smoking gun and no regrets

What happened to the girl I used to hold?
I'm the demon in your eyes but you're the goddess of my heart
Now I need you to feel me and kiss my lips one more time
One more time and no regrets

One more time, that's all you'll fucking get
What do I have to gain, your face in front of me
What do I have to lose, yourself in front of me
A single one