The Way Of The Leeches — текст песни (Bloodlet)

We are all meant to stand in a line
eyes forward
arms to the side
and when your turn comes bow out gracefully

I know what you`ve come for and your game
you`d better believe that I came to play

Double talk cross the line chatter doesn`t matter
I`ve heard that before
and when our turn comes
we will take this day while this little angel sleeps
his head all filled with dreams
a desperate soul does scream please take me away
spirit drenched
a moment spent contemplating a sacrament
hell awaits for those who take from the one whose soul creates
his visions ride on angels wings
his words are like a summer`s breeze
heaven sent and mostly bent restraint
and compassion are already spent