I Wish I Had Carved A Knife Through Annes Heart

Tell all your friends that I can't see your face
Trough these broken glasses
Pick up the knife form my back and shove it in your eyes
And aching troughmy lungs, your name grows to tears until they reach my infected wounds

I'll cure you from my disease of broken wings
Now Breathe from your coma with desperation, just to see my lies
My effortto save you bleeds more than my words

Open your eyes until they explode inside your skull
I wish I had carved a knife through annes heart
When I had the chance

Suicide flesh spilling the screamsof your youth
See them run, see then fall, see then bleed

Whisper my name until I wake up from my sleep