viernes, 21 de agosto de 2015

Another one that bleeds like you.

Your soul is in the cold hands of a dirty rat;
"I'm your murder, I came here for taking away all of your sadness.
Give me the light that consumes you,
I'll cover your bleeding scars in shadows".

Treat me right, 
quarter me.

My flesh, my brain, my bones...
they're all empty. 

So you are, bloody murder.

"El estado inherente a una persona enamorada no puede ser otro que la tristeza".

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