Blood Stained Bedsheet Burden کے بول

Blood spills from unsealed wounds, baleful afflictions devolved from you, the ones i love (i love), ripped from this world so young, the ones i love, they are walking corpses. I will not she'd one more tear for you, and these sutures have yet to bind my flesh, i'll burn this idol in effigy of you, my prayers bemoan a love untrue. Know this, i've lost all compassion, she's cursed by her brooding, may i mar you father? as to cut through your mask of benevolence, and reveal your vile burden, i'll make you live with it, you live with this. And i will not she'd one more tear for you, these sutures have yet to bind my flesh, i'll burn this idol in effigy of you, my prayers bemoan a love untrue You took from me, the ones i live for, the ones i'd die for (condemned so young). You took from me, the ones i live for, the ones i'd kill for (condemned so young). Dream not of me. Let my words haunt you. Copulate with your self loathing. I will watch you burn, i will watch you...burn.