paroles de chanson Love Lost - Betraying the Martyrs

Wash this blood from my hands
Today was the day that i slain a man, his name was love and i loved him more
Than anything.
Forgive me father for i have sinned, forgive me my lost love, for i will never
Forgive myself.
My mind is both plagued and blessed by thoughts of your death, I rid myself of
This possession my selfish sword of which i cut you with cut you deep cut you
Down
Love Lost, you find that one, and you′ll lose it all not for a night of fun,
But a night of regret now watch her run, watch her run
I KNOW I WILL NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF, MY LOVE, MY LIFE, IS LOST FOREVER.
I constructed a path for you to walk away, built by hands of a lie with bricks
Of shame, since the first one was laid there was no turning back, a
Construction of destruction, i am my own demise.
I AM MY OWN DEMISE .
Today was the day that i slain a man, he was my heart, i have killed myself.Wash this
Blood from my hands.There was never an option, i received what i deserved!