I'll forget your eyes. I'll forget your eyes. From a source to waterfall We passed this long way.
I'll forget your skin. I'll forget your skin. Yummy as God, sweet as wine You are lost in wishful thinking.
Go to Hell, dressed in betrayal and decay. I'm mazed, but not amazed. Don't dig the grave. It's a game at which two can play. At one time the blood red rose turned into dust Withered like our laugh. What do you feel? See you in gardens of Nowheresville.
As sheen as day-spring. As sheen as day-spring. I'm looking for solution and I try to stop the bleeding.
Bitter as wormwood. Bitter as wormwood. Memories creep up on me In an angry mood.
Go to Hell, dressed in betrayal and decay. I'm mazed, but not amazed. Don't dig the grave. It's a game at which two can play. At one time the blood red rose turned into dust Withered like our laugh. What do you feel? See you in gardens of Nowheresville.
We are joy. We are pain. We watch the bliss and despair.
Go to Hell, dressed in betrayal and decay. I'm mazed, but not amazed. Don't dig the grave. It's a game at which two can play. At one time the blood red rose turned into dust Withered like our laugh. What do you feel? See you in gardens of Nowheresville.
We are joy. We are pain. We watch the bliss and despair.