ترانه:
Flood Of Red

this suicide Can it do harm? From what I know From one deadly sin... A burn to my skin Bound by lust A flood of red From what I know Bound by lust Bound

going to happen again untill you go so far? You can't feel yourself, screaming anymore, you can't feel yourself, anymore. It's not funny this time, room painted red

Theres blood on the radio, it played our song so i shot it. The notes that are joined so beautifully, the notes that make the melody of your smile.

White as a ghost to the world, some unkind eyes, please say hello once and a while. Birthday cards and christmas wishes turn into sympathy letters.

rhetoric Follow you into this suicide From what I know Can it do harm? From one deadly sin... A burn to my skin A flood of red Bound by lust From what

Breaking the old and exagerating the new, with all your hopes pinned up against your notice board. Something inside gave away and there was nothing left

White as a ghost to the world, some unkind eyes, please say hello once and a while. Birthday cards and christmas wishes turn into sympathy letters.

I've never frozen so much standing still. I am the iceberg, the iceberg. I've never been so scared like this before. Scared as the crowd should be, Scared

White as a ghost to the world, some unkind eyes, please say hello once and a while. Birthday cards and christmas wishes turn into sympathy letters.