Laceration کے بول

On darker nights I call the moon To light the esscence Of empty rooms A blade of silver Across your chest There is no struggle Lay you to rest Hold me closer Tie me down Cut me open Don't turn around Count your curses In blood I'll drown With lacerations I won't be found The reddest water To be consumed From precious skulls Your lust will loom I find it hard To let you go I find it harder To let them know Hold me closer Tie me down Cut me open Don't turn around Count your curses In blood I'll drown With lacerations I won't be found