The Rites Of Love And Death NOTHING

2011 All Rights Reserved Recorded and Produced at Fancy Time Studio with Kyle Slick Johnson the rites of love and death Thought you would see Thought you would believe. What a mistake To forget that we break. And we are pain, Waiting to scream no more, And we are words, Some whispered pact, we swore Your copper chain. Your cheap golden ring Never could hide Your flesh still turns green. No help for us. There s no safe haven, search for a place, you can t be saved in. And I wish that all, would disappear And I ve fallen in love with the darkness and fear And I wish the world, would disappear And I ve fallen in love with the darkness and fear And I wish that I, would disappear And I ve fallen in love with the darkness and fear