Bloodletting (On the Naked Kiss) کے بول

Lead me to our only place, dressed for opening time Show me bleeding where my love burns you breathing fire The funeral is waking now from the summer's kiss Damn the heavens for your roses are growing wilder now Empty all your pockets now the show is opening soon The crowd is roaring and their fists are thrown up in the air Lay down woman don't be scared, the murderer you face Is tired of living but only kills, the living that time hates Bloodletting on the naked kiss Credits speak a thousands words but are rarely read Your dress flows black velvet when it's, it's dropping to it's death Your head speaks vulgarities, on your dying breath Left your tranquility, for those who know you best