Bloodshed The Scarlet Letter Lyrics

As the clouds drift in the sky
The black rose begins to bloom
Hypocrisy grows louder
Of shuttering cries of what was you
This isn`t the outside
Choked to declare what is yours
Cut my throat
Is this what will freeze the fire

My weakest style is my greatest defeat I am not what they heard of
Bring in the pain as the punch begins to hit
From the habits of self-love

Alone, life dims to its darkest path
Alone, neither you or me can grab a hold
Alone, I`m not yours, you`re not mine
Alone