Laulunsanoja:
Bleeding Through On Wings Of Lead

I've heard her sing to me From my reflection on this razor blade I've heard ten thousand dying screams And they're calling me The day will break on

've heard her sing to me. from my reflection on this razor blade, i've heard ten thousand dying screams, and they're calling me. the day will break on

for years, so hard to worship and so hard to please his attempts at pennance proven by the blood on his knees time slowly passes as the pain lingers on

half the distance through the open door Before you cut me down again Let me introduce you to the end And I feel the cold wind blowing beneath my wings It always leads

spit on Christ's redemption and to it I shall renounce. My life is yours Lord, let me be your herald and executioner. My actions shall lead other hearts

with God The underdog baring sharpened teeth With her armies raised from suffering To ascend on jet black wings She'd break off holy limbs On the racks

trials of the abnormal Winged ugli ness in a shattered prism Soaring the scaled impiety to lay the trap With fruit of failure It leads our rebirth into

we know, down deep Susan: Just aren't right? Jonathan: Why would we rather All: Put ourselves through hell Than sleep alone at night? Jonathan: Why do we follow leaders who never lead

Snow White Angel On the wings Of a snow white angel He played steel guitar And the drugs Broke his brain Off into angles But his fingers Played true