Spines کے بول

Spines I pull the shroud off my intentions I see the tears have come to pass I don't want to keep you waiting I need more its not enough to hold its falling through the stitching of my soul What ive found distorted in the bones Something that I hope to call my own Every part of you is perfect Every piece, so devine Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines Does it feel the warmth inflicted as the puzzles interwine Let me carve away your imperfections its needs more its frail within the folds its biting at the had of my control What I found breaking throught the bones finality as pure as I have known Every part of you is perfect Every piece, so divine Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines From Blood arise seperation from the vein thies perfect form bleached to suffer pure of stain Every part of you is perfect Every piece, so divine Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines