The Blood

Tell me who doesn't love

What can never come back

You can never forget how it used to feel

The illusion is deep

It's as deep as the night

I can tell by your tears you remember it all



I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ

Though it clouds my eyes

I can never stop



How it feels to be dry

Walking bare in the sun

Every mirage I see is a mirage of you

As I cool in the twilight

Taste the salt on my skin

I recall all the tears

All the broken words



I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ

Though it clouds my eyes

I can never stop



When the sunset's glow drifts away from you

You'll no longer know

If any of this was really true at all...