Sick Ceremony 가사

Their little girl said Don't tell me how you feel You don't understand She painted the people She disgusted on her way down Is a picture of them With their faces om it, and it's my fault Black roses As black as her hair White sheets As pale as her face She crossed her fingers And apologised to them Then she flew off Into the stream Went to the light Which faded meanwhile Into the scratches on her cheeks And her raining soul Red blood As red as her lips Oh believe me I loved her too much