stain my heart black
innocent eyes bleed sin
crisp cold cuts my lips
...and who would think a kiss such a deadly blade
paper world so fragile
your eyes spark flames
like dream skies, fires burn endlessly
into night, into day
a single tear would collapse
...ask for that which destroys
even failure can be perfect...
innocent eyes bleed sin
crisp cold cuts my lips
...and who would think a kiss such a deadly blade
paper world so fragile
your eyes spark flames
like dream skies, fires burn endlessly
into night, into day
a single tear would collapse
...ask for that which destroys
even failure can be perfect...