Cavity - First Communion

Lets skirt the issue
Of discipline
Lets start an illusion
With hand and pen
Read the words
And start again
Accept the gift of sin
The gift of
Pleasure is bleeding to
Smother my words
The four walls drain me dry
Of all imagination
Crying out to be told to stand still
Crying out to be told to stand still
The price of red death
Is the price of true love
The nights of red death
Are the nights of true love
The price of red death
Is the price of true love
The nights of red death
Are the nights of true love
The black
QueenJumps through my skin
The King of hearts is waiting
Close to home
Someones shooting outside
Trigger fingers itchy
Another moving target
More blood on your surplice
More blood for the price of red death
Nailing you to the wall
Nailing you to the
Spanish mystic
Nailing you to the wall
Nailing you to the wall
Nailing you to the
Spanish mystic
Nailing you to the wall
Three shots ring out to scream
Who wants to play
Roman soldier
That lives inside of me
Perennial artist
What do you see?
What do you see?
My secret fear of being alone
I sit and hold hands with myself
I sit and make love to myself
Ive got blood on my hands
Ive got blood on your hands
Ive got blood on my hands
Ive got blood on your hands
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands
BloodBlood
Blood...