Lirieke: The Bled. I Never Met Another Gemini.

Slowly we peel away the layers
And the light seeps through the cracks
You whispered softly in my ear
"The birth of morning's upon us, dear"

The bandages feel upon the floor
And there was no one in that room
And there was no one in that room
And it's quiet down the hallway
Where the doctors wash their hands

Behind my eyes I feel the
Hollow jabs of your morphine kiss
Your anesthetic name
Is autographed upon my bones

This reception died in vein
This reception died in vein, in vein
This reception died in vein
This reception died in vein
This reception died in vein

A tarnished angel leaves her ghost on the surface
A jealous daughter starves to death, for the mother
As I awaited your return
As I awaited your return
I wait for your return

It seems the only way that I will ever feel alive
To throw myself into my injuries and close my eyes
I'd give anything to feel alive and I will wait for you tonight
And I will wait for you tonight, I will wait for you tonight

The scalpel carves a map for you
A map for you
A map for you
A map for you

This reception died in vein
Died in vein, died in vein
Died in vein
This reception died in vein
This reception died