Bleeding Through. Murder By Numbers. Zeneszám

Murder ascends it's beautiful face and sides with me
Everlasting sound is sweet
All I wanted to not be alone
But still you always leave me

I want your eyes fixed on me
So I can watch them as you scream
And you were so beautiful
But now you'll rot and I'll [incomprehensible] to your fate
And no one will see your face
And no one will dare speak your name

I won't remember your eyes
I won't remember the jealousy

What choice is left for me?
What choice is left for me?

This is a war I must take
To wash these hands
Clear from choices that I'll make
This will be your saving grace

I'm not impressed
Still not impressed
I'm not impressed
Still not impressed

Now you'll rot
Now you'll rot
Now now rot
Now now rot

I won't remember your eyes
I won't remember the jealousy
I won't remember your face
And I'll forever curse your name
Curse your name, curse your name

I want your eyes fixed on me
So I can watch them as you scream
I want your eyes fixed on me