Until they served a chalice of blood. Until they served a chalice of blood.

Isn't it romantic how we traced our stars underneath those scars? Isn't it romantic how we traced our stars underneath those scars?

Every day as I get dressed, I find my body strangling the skin. Every day as I get dressed, I find my body strangling the skin.

Just yesterday was the first time I heard you speak poetically. Just yesterday was the first time I heard you speak poetically.

The skin you buried is standing by your side with a smile. The skin you buried is standing by your side with a smile.