Blood of Your Soul - Entwine

Hear this whisper silently turn into a moan

The eye of the storm breaks the silence

Soon we’ll be gone

We all shall burn

Yeah, we’ll burn

Hear this sound of relief coming out like the rain

Blood of your soul, it’ll wash away your pain

We lie to believe what we hide

We cry to release it… anyhow

You know there is sorrow

Inside your heart and it needs to break out

If you lead it’ll follow

Wherever you try to lay down

You cover all your fears

That create your pain

Fiends they’ll tease you

Until you break