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Lyrics
We're autumn leaves on October streets drifting lifeless, drifting free.
Along this path is where we meet the gathered souls on hallowed streets.
All the pain these eyes have seen.
All the scars they left on me.
Unstitched the souls static inbetween who were picking the scabs, and cutting the strings.
Remember the place we meet inbetween.
The cellar door hides beautiful things.
On beds of roses wee sleeping with thorsn cutting, were bleeding.
Pale skin adorned with tragedy.
Leave a beautiful corpse for all to see.
For all to see..
The clock hands break, stuck in frozen time.
Beltones shatter the chilling glass inside.
Like the pins and needles in our sacred hearts, all our lives are tattered and shredded all apart.
We were condemed for opening our eyes, after looking at the world were so dessensitized.
We're cut and sliced in our tattered and shredded lives.
We're cut and sliced in our tattered and shredded lives..
Like haunted screams in lucid dreams, this death is not what it seems.
We are proud of who were are,we live this life and we wear these scars.
Walking along this path we bleed with glass imbedded in our feet.
On a decadent path these eyes will see gathered souls on bloodstained streets.
Tattered and shredded as we bleed.
The clock hands break, stuck in frozen time.
Beltones shatter the chilling glass inside.
Like the pins and needles in our sacred hearts, all our lives are tattered and shredded all apart.
We were condemed for opening our eyes, after looking at the world were so dessensitized.
We're cut and sliced in our tattered and shredded lives.
We're cut and sliced in our tattered and shredded lives..
In our tattered and shredded lives.
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Tragic Black
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