Turn On Death

Forever Grey

Compositor: Forever Grey

Press the flowers to my chest, face towards the Sun
I fall back into the nothing

In blood and symbols of living my perfect nightmare
We turn, we turn on death

With words of passion, beauty held on high
They turn their heads, in truth but alone

Lips made of passion
Truth and alone
Behind the old soul we turn, we turn alone

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