I loved the original and I was floored when I heard this acoustic version!!
"I’m still stitching up the stabs you left, weaving in and out slowly.
I grow accustomed to the piercing flesh, and find evil in the holy.
And still, I see the line between the stars, your scars, and mine.
And as this coarse thread pulls, I feel the veins of the frozen.
Stay in coma. It’s the only defense we have left."- Dead Poetic
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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