Paroles de Bleeding Heart

Living book of counsels Divine creature, Lord of the Supreme Scared of trivial life forms Simple thing turns to extremes Good man when massed in template Fickle ones destined for extinction Fewer and fewer weak souls That even when hurt return Bleed for your life For madman desires Paths trodden by the bleeding heart Gateways erected to please ailing minds Visions blurred with disposable words Solitude that hammers you down to a cross Bleed for your life For madman desires Paths trodden by the bleeding heart Gateways erected to please ailing minds Visions blurred with disposable words Solitude that hammers your down to a cross Bleed for your life