[Bleeding Love]

De Muerte a Infierno

such sickening scene
better left to be unseen

hail to the king of immorality
encouraging our abnormality
like an action without reaction
like joy without satisfaction
breach the barriers of our inner most being
halt the eyes of the things we are not seeing

open yourself wide
see what's inside

hold my hand as we walk through this hell as one
as we burn in the depths, no longer seen by the Son
with a lack of understanding and the courage to move on
where hope has been banished and all love has been withdrawn

we may no longer be bound by the ties
of human juristdiction
but our eyes still reflect upon our demise
and our affliction.