Burning blood on the street
Neck-break speed, kiss of death
Oh what fate, bitter or sweet,
Do you plan this empty shell to meet?
Neck-break speed, kiss of death
Oh what fate, bitter or sweet,
Do you plan this empty shell to meet?
Golden fairy smells of hell.
You looked away, her tears rained
The yearning was for love, not pain.
The screaming chorus, the heavy beat,
Sound just like my last lullaby.
Why my love? I wonder why.
If only you'd opened your heart
My love, I'd be home
You ****, I'd be home.