Seven - Head Control System

I give you my heart

To hold in your folded hands, where it burns

Cold (Frail), cold and frail (Breaks)

It breaks

Frail, in ruins

It’s cold it breaks to ruin

It’s cold it breaks in two

Dying down, crying for, dying for an end to the world

For I to hide from the times of the war

Missing all the silence of the lambs of Zion

Graze on grace

Saved by faith

They do not care but lust for justice from God

It’s cold it breaks in ruins

Graze on grace saved by faith

They do not care but lust for justice from God

In her prayers

I try to love but it does not work.

The blood

Runs into the soils to give and take

Regardless of what I say and do

To you the beautiful light to my dark reason

And the season is spring and birds sing

Our

Requiem

For a dream

For a dream of paradise lost

Again and again and again

Graze on grace saved by faith

Graze on grace saved by faith

Graze on grace saved by faith

They do not care

Saved by faith

They do not care