Слова:
Blood Spencer

I can not explain Now read again, these words we wrote I kept all the letters, I doubt you understand one single quote, But I feel so much better

bloodstain come from Did I fall away from grace again? And did I kill this harmless child? Who will I hurt tonight? So many memories mixed with blood

The surface of your heart feels like old pergament the wire around it seems to clench it harder each and every time You?re trying to break it but

Welcome home common blood and the will to stand above everyone?s particular reasons rape my confidence for your treason this call for guarding

Well, look man. All I'm saying is that if I ever start referring to these as the best years of my life remind me to kill myself. Dearest Myself