I am a hole in the sky
The cry the bleeding smile
In your forehead
The knife that wed my heart
Did not hurt
White bride of brutality
Truth give up the ghost
I conceive the night
And it devours my voice
Beautiful As TormentI am a hole in the sky The cry the bleeding smile In your forehead The knife that wed my heart Did not hurt White bride of brutality Truth give up the ghost I conceive the night And it devours my voice |