كلمات Where The Blood Goes

I don't know just where the blood goes I know how to feel I know how to steal I know how to kill And the more you wait for heaven The more you will learn of hell And the more that I hate you The more that I hate myself I'm alone on this broken path Wearing gloves and a mask I find myself on lovers lane Doing the Devil's task And the more you wait for heaven The more you will learn of hell And the more that I kill you The more that I kill myself