Blood Of The Rose
Dance, dance your decay all the while, unknowing youre led astray
Sleep, sleep through your woe while your voice slowly withers and melts away
Sing unto me the pleasure and pain
Reveal to me the reasons my loves not in vain
Sangre, sangre de la rosa. Sigue en paz sin el pasado. Rece, rece por su alma. Ella muriera en el bautismo del fuego
Sing unto me the pleasure and pain
Reveal to me the reasons my loves not in vain
The world burns but still we breathe...
The iron chambered heart a seive that sifts through honest elegance and suffers from the wrong defense