Painted Black

Bleed Ghosts

Painted Black


I am left without speech
I am left without thought
I reached the breaking point
Nothing left but to collapse

Bleed my ghosts out
Let them out!
Cleave this misery
Get out of me!
Bleed my ghosts out
Let them out!
Cleave this misery

Am I the only one here haunted?
Am I the only one here cursed?

They deny me the words
They live in for so long
Madness is the reflection
Of this possession

Bleed all my ghosts out
Let them out!
Cleave this misery
Get out of me!
Leave me cold and grey
Stay away!
Cleave this misery

Am I the only one here haunted?
Am I the only one here cursed?

I gaze their stare of pure ice…
They kiss me with their cold kiss…
Their whispers are my loudest scream…
They are the prison yet they live within…

All angels have fallen into me
Now they are the ghosts which live in me

This is the breaking point
This is the reflection
Leave me to collapse…
Then free at last.

Bleed my ghosts out
Let them out!
Cleave this misery