Decomposed
You left your roots behind
Raised in a sanctuary, and ruined by
The structures, a mixture of predjudgement and walls
Denying all reality
Be the Amaranth and kill the rose
When the cracks in the walls are going to start to show, deny reality
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
She took my fist and told me to open them
She put a red rose in my trembling hands
Composure in her eyes, I know she understands
She felt my heart beating in foreign lands
You left your roots behind
Raised in a sanctuary, and ruined by
The structures, a mixture of predjudgement and walls
Denying all reality
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Winter, destroys your masquerade,
demolishes your illusion, your colors fade
Winter, destroys your masquerade,
demolishes your illusion, your colors fade
She took my fist and told me to open them
She put a red rose in my trembling hands
Six feet under is where you will rot
My heart will never beat for you
Rose, rose
Composure in her eyes, you know she understands
She felt my heart beating in foreign lands
Raised in a sanctuary, and ruined by
The structures, a mixture of predjudgement and walls
Denying all reality
Be the Amaranth and kill the rose
When the cracks in the walls are going to start to show, deny reality
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
She took my fist and told me to open them
She put a red rose in my trembling hands
Composure in her eyes, I know she understands
She felt my heart beating in foreign lands
You left your roots behind
Raised in a sanctuary, and ruined by
The structures, a mixture of predjudgement and walls
Denying all reality
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Be the amaranth and kill the rose
Winter, destroys your masquerade,
demolishes your illusion, your colors fade
Winter, destroys your masquerade,
demolishes your illusion, your colors fade
She took my fist and told me to open them
She put a red rose in my trembling hands
Six feet under is where you will rot
My heart will never beat for you
Rose, rose
Composure in her eyes, you know she understands
She felt my heart beating in foreign lands
Credits
Writer(s): Ruben Jeurissen
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