A painted portrait,
Stained in blood
This is a painting,
Of my love...
Gone, gone, gone!
I can`t explain,
It`s killing me
Am I to blame?
It`s you or me
I am addicted,
To living flesh
Am I alone?
My fear of death
Can you describe, being burned alive?
Can you feel it, rip you from inside...?
Rip, rip, rip!
A painted portrait,
Stained in blood
This is a painting,
Of my love...
Stained in blood
Stained in blood
Stained in blood
Stained in blood
You`re wanting to die!
You`re wanting to die!
You`re wanting to die!
Forgive them, For killing!
Stained in blood
Stained in blood
Stained in blood
Stained in blood