Pure Pollution
So what are all those loves
Ending up wounded and insecure
Purify yourself to whither and pollute
Fucked yourself over with a sewn and stapled grin
Eyes wide shut are those cute bleeding eyes
Now do you feel the thorns of the rose
See Speak Hear No Evil
Loving like an angel, you fuck until your numb
Faulty dime and pride, but sweet like a slave
Sickened with a blackened broken heart and frail
Promised salvation left with bloody lies
When does it feel
See
This heavens like a damned a hell
Speak
This heavens like a damned hell
Hear
This heavens like a damned hell
No Evil
This heavens like a damned hell
Like a Angel
Writer/s: Volonte Noir
