not see the pulsing veins she does not feel her own restraints before the eyes the beauty is wasting away reflections praise, she's dressed in decay.
not see the pulsing veins She does not feel her own restraints Before her eyes the beauty is wasting away Reflections placed, shes dressed in decay
does not see the pulsing veins She does not feel her own restraints Before her eyes the beauty is wasting away Reflections placed, shes dressed in decay
