Scars

You shame blood on it but it comes from fire's dust of other things
Far beyond of all the other graves - you made all right by the way
You creep on the clink of all our dream
But pain have a great wall to see
Again on the tight way to save
You made it all right by the way
You made all around the crypt
To take an all the old trick
Again you wont to believe me
You made it all right by the way
Cause threads are relief and all to me
The way of the weaker belong to me
Again you wont to believe me
Fall on, behold your wrath

Hearth in the box - scars

Come in praise of the rate you want to crank
To erase all the grate, you're worrying
That's the time I was wondering
You made all right by the way
You wait on the way you want to creep
And again you wait not honestly
The time I was wondering
You made all around the crypt
To take an all the old trick
Again you wont to believe me
You made all right by the way
Cause threads are relief and all to me
The way of the weaker belong to me
Again you wont to believe me
Fall on, behold your wrath

Hearth in the box - scars

Seeking promises, nothing going be the same
Why if, you don't say it clear?
Killing sorrow, I got to see your respect
Why I wish to stay blind?
Threaded ruin going crying to bleed
Dying breathing all of I have dream
Killing sorrow, I got to see your respect
Why I wish to stay blind?

Hearth in the box - scars



Credits
Writer(s): Dario Bianchi
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