Paroles de This Blade Keeps Cutting

There is no love. There is no hope. There is no fucking warmth. There is no love. There's no love. There is no fucking love. This thick red blanket that coats your skin can't bring the end. This blade keeps cutting. This plague keeps killing. This blade keeps cutting. This plague keeps killing. And the only way to confirm your misery is to destroy hose who loved you. There is no love. There is no love. No fucking love (x4).