Am I alive or not?
Is it a dream or the truth?
I didn't hear the shot
But I see the blood from my wound.
Do I have a soul?
Or is it a demon's shade?
Blood is running so slow,
That I see the drops that mate.
Blood… My running blood…
Blood… My holy blood…
Blood… My running blood…
My holy blood…
Forever dead…
I can't hear my heart.
My closed eyes are blind.
Throughout is my blood
The blood I will never find.
Am I alive or not?
Is it a dream or the truth?
I didn't hear the shot
But I see the blood from my wound.
Blood… My running blood…
Blood… My holy blood…
Blood… My running blood…
My holy blood…
Forever dead…
Blood… Forever dead…
