Requiem
Acretongue
5:27These eyes Tell lies They hide what should not be free Believe what you want to see These hands Draw plans To escape from a devious deal A wound they can never heal These lips Let slip Revealing the signs you've missed Were sealed with a devil's kiss For something that starts off so soft and so clean We abuse and misuse these soft machines There's no in-between For something that ends up to hurt and mislead We'll feed it with mistrust to plant a seed The rest we bleed The skin Within We hide what we want to feel So scared we won't ever heal This heart Soft part Things caught in the web it weaves Will die if they cannot breathe