... And How To Drown In Your Arms - Lacrimas Profundere

Heal my sins

I can’t bleed more for you

But you mustn’t shed more tears for

Our fall, to suffer in

What will we become

If nothing…

So my abuse is your tired mask

And the cure is not fast enough for

Me to give you any poise or

Any blood

And the revenge is life

…bidding you farewell