Wine Red (Demo)
Who shot that arrow in your throat?
Who missed the crimson apple?
Well it hung heavy on the tree above your head
This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect
Give your immortality to me, I'll set you up against the stars
Gloria, we lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be, alive
Who shot that arrow in your throat?
Who missed the crimson apple?
and there is discord in the garden tonight
The sea is wine red
This is the deat of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied
I caught the arrow from your neck
Stretched you beneath the tree
Along the roots and baby's breath
They covered us with silver leaves
Gloria, we lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be, alive
The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied
The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied
The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied