Crimson Stone

Compass rose Pricking you Bleed a map of stars Battle wounds Blood we drew Busy making scars Mess with it (mess with it) Confess to it (confess to it) Fate already knows Tracing us (tracing us) Embracing us (embracing us) Where a flower grows Stand in the way and fate will simply go around Forces at play flipping worlds upside down Trembling souls shaken into piles of bone Blood running cold before it hardens into stone Dragging on Time and space Face the black mirror Moving hands Glacial pace Reflections nearer Ravaging (ravaging) Disparaging (disparaging) Fate will split the earth Falling in (falling in) This hole again (this hole again) Dying sense of worth (Stand in the way) Stand in the way and fate will simply go around Forces at play Forces at play flipping worlds upside down Trembling souls Trembling souls shaken into piles of bone Blood running cold Blood running cold before it hardens into stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone Crimson stone