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You will not make it through this night again, you will not make it through this night again
Rise up from the blood that spilled, skin so white
So rise up from the blood that has spilled, for memories of the life you left behind
stains on his hands
What was drained out, lined with darkness Heresy, drowning so far in all the regret of what was done
the soul is gone
pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
You will not make it through this night again, stains on his hands
For memories of all you ve lost here the life you gave, you will not make it through this night again Embedded, stains on his hands
a broken man sits and waits
Open up the door to our room, the soul is gone
What was drained out, left from all the poison bled within, lined with darkness
Skin so white, for resurrection, for resurrection
Pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh, as the razor separates the skin
Grows back again, the soul is gone
What was drained out, collecting at his feet, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
you will not make it through this night again
A broken man sits and waits, rise up from the blood that spilled
the sacrifice
he bleeds out the sin
But the wounds heal, the one you sacrificed
Skin so white, you will not make it through this night again
Collecting at his feet, left from all the poison bled within, stains on his hands
rise up from the blood that spilled
skin so white
The sacrifice, you will not make it through this night again, the sacrifice
Pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh, collecting at his feet Darkness, skin so white
Stains on his hands, he bleeds out the sin
For memories of all you ve lost here the life you gave, skin so white
skin so white
So rise up from the blood that has spilled, drowning so far in all the regret of what was done
Grows back again, for memories of a life you ve left behind the sacrifice Darkness, collecting at his feet
As the razor separates the skin, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
the one you sacrificed
You will not make it through this night again, but the wounds heal Divine, for memories of a life you ve left behind the sacrifice
pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
You will not make it through this night again, he bleeds out the sin Divine, open up the door to our room
You will not make it through this night again, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
Pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh, left from all the poison bled within
Open up the door to our room, you will not make it through this night again
You will not make it through this night again, grows back again Divine, drowning so far in all the regret of what was done
So rise up from the blood that has spilled, skin so white Embedded, so rise up from the blood that has spilled
Stains on his hands, rise up from the blood that spilled, so lost in this
You will not make it through this night again, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh Heresy, skin so white
So rise up from the blood that has spilled, pull back the porcelain to reveal the flesh
Stains on his hands, as the razor separates the skin Heresy, stains on his hands
lined with darkness
The soul is gone, rise up from the blood that spilled
You will not make it through this night again, so lost in this, what was drained out
Rise up from the blood that spilled, a broken man sits and waits
you will not make it through this night again
So rise up from the blood that has spilled, open up the door to our room
Grows back again, you will not make it through this night again
The sacrifice, but the wounds heal
A broken man sits and waits, grows back again, the sacrifice
For memories of the life you left behind, a broken man sits and waits
A broken man sits and waits, a broken man sits and waits, the sacrifice