Blood stained cheeks,
Tears of red.
Lie down my love,
Rest your weary head.
She cries her tears of crimson,
And denies her heart's desire.
She lives the life of the dismal,
Her brain is pumping fire.
Blood stained cheeks,
Tears of red.
Lie down my love,
Rest your weary head.
She lays on satin sheets,
Motionless, like a picture.
Everybody judging her,
Loving the sound of their own stricture.
Blood stained cheeks,
Tears of red.
Lie down my love,
Rest your weary head.
The portal to another life,
Opens before my eyes.
A life with my love,
A life that has never known lies.
Blood stained cheeks,
Tears of red.
Lie down my love,
Rest your weary head.
I love but I leave,
Just to love no more.
But now I have met someone,
I know what I'm fighting for.
Blood stained cheeks,
Tears of red.
Lie down my love,
rest your weary head.
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