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This Is Love, This Is Murderous

 

This Is Love, This Is Murderous

(álbum: This Is Love, This Is Murderous - 2003)


Midnight, we kill
We slaughter the tongue of revolution
To our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust
How many times can I trust in you, my beloved friend?
Because every time I trust, I lose
So I believe in nothing, nothing, nothing
Because of you, I still believe in nothing
Because of you, I still believe in nothing
Because of you, I still believe, I still believe in nothing

I'll always know my place in this world
No longer fit in your fucking world anymore
Your lust ruins everything
Like a growing target on my back, I feel the knives are chasing
See my eyes are no longer blind
You see my eyes are no longer blind
There is a purpose in life today
Destroying you every step of the way
From this point on No more friends

I know my role in this world
Don't fit in your fucking world
This once meant everything to me
Now another forgotten effigy
Because only scars remain
Broken bones form a hope that's been left grey
I die every time I hear your fucking name
Been left grey
Been left grey
Been left grey
Been left grey
Been left grey
And there is a purpose in life today
Rise to your feet, as we march to our graves
Fight back

There is a purpose in life today
Rise to your fucking feet, as we march to our graves
I can still feel your thoughts ripping me apart
Tearing me apart
Ripping you apart
Tearing us apart
Oh

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