The Colour Of Your Blood - Tarot

I can feel the poison

In the pulse pounding straight trough my head

Feel the fever, its in me, in this heart of lead

I can feel some strange things

Crawling their way under my skin

The line I’m hanging on wears dangerously thin

Now I can see, your love twisted me

You’ll never be free of me

I’ll see the colour of your blood

The colour of your blood on my hands

The colour of your blood

The face of the moon turns colder

A grinning skull with bleeding eyes

Knowing that it ain’t real, I’m glad to believe in lies

The death comes so tempting

My hand feels so good holding some steel

The reason why you can’t live, the hurt you made me feel

Now I can see, what your love did to me

You’ll never be free of me

I’ll see the colour of your blood

I’m a man with no flesh

Your betrayal stripped me to the bone

But I won’t be resting until your life is blown

Now I can see, what your love did to me

You’ll never be free of me

I’ll see the colour of your blood