Bleeding Through je americká metalcorová kapela z Kalifornie.
Píseň: Savior, Saint, Salvation
- Interpret:
- Bleeding Through
- Album:
- Portrait Of The Goddess
Forget every word you spoke. Regret this life to choke. Purity, just a blinded coward. Seventeen, the number you chose me. Seventeen curses now will be blamed on your sacred black heart. Now I'm awake. My will is stronger than before. You don't know me, and you don't see me. You will never fucking know me. Everything went black tonight. Now I'm sick of being blamed for your worthless identity Of a victim, the claim you make. A false claim for a bullshit tear. Not from me, anymore. Not from me, anymore. Anymore. Not anymore. Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. So left behind, to make amends. Now I am set free, and I can see right through you, But you're too blind to see me. Now I am set free, and I can see right through you, But you're too blind to see me. Red. Red is the color that makes me sick, And is paid for in blood. It's paid for with your blood. And now we're taking it back. And we keep on taking it back. And now we're taking it back. And we keep on taking it back. And now we're taking it back. I said we're keep on taking it back. And now we're taking it back. And we keep on taking it back. Take it all back. This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. Red painted walls, you'll have your day in the sun. One more time. Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. So left behind, to make amends. Now I am set free, and I can see right through you, But you're too blind to see me. Now I am set free, and I can see right through you, But you're too blind to see me.
Portrait Of The Goddess (2002)
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