I am a hole in the sky
the cry the bleeding smile
in your forehead
the knife that wed my heart
did not hurt
white bride of brutality
truth give up the ghost
I conceive the night
and it devours my voice.
the cry the bleeding smile
in your forehead
the knife that wed my heart
did not hurt
white bride of brutality
truth give up the ghost
I conceive the night
and it devours my voice.