From Pen to paper
We spill our blood
And in the end it's a
Crime of passion
Destroy the Beauty in all you know
Cut the veins
And watch it flow
We're looking through the eyes
Of past and present miseries
Fill the ink with our own blood
Turn torment into melodies
In the end it will set us free
Caught in the moment of who we are
Drown in devotion like falling stars
Like the blood on a page
Unholy war we will rage
Crimson drowns out the sound of pain
Pain pain pain
Pain pain pain
Break the rules without hesitation
And watch the color drain from their eyes
We don't need your validation
Drenched in blood
As we hold the knife
Pait the Picture of self-destruction
Illustrations of who we are
Far from grace
We find our Place
And pride ourselves with every scar
Caught in the moment of who we are
Drown in devotion like falling stars
Like the Blood on a page
Unholy war we will rage
Crimson drowns out the sound of pain
Caught in the moment of who we are
Drown in devotion like falling stars
Like the Blood on a page
Unholy war we will rage
Crimson drowns out the sound of pain
Caught in a moment of who we are
Drown in devotion like
Falling Stars
Like the Blood on a page
Unholy war we will rage
Crimson drowns out the sound of pain
Drowns out the sound of
Pain pain pain
Pain pain pain
Drowning out to the sound of
