Psychotic Waltz - Morbid lyrics

rate me

roses that you bring

give to one another

I don't know why

they're dying for your love

in love we sacrifice them

how morbid, how morbid

and now our graves surround them

how morbid, how morbid

the cross that killed the man

nails driven into his hand

cried to the sky

am I dying for your love?

now you kiss

your rosary, your crucifix

justify a murder

you really like to bleed your martyr

in love we sanctify them

how morbid, how morbid

and now our graves surround them

how morbid, how morbid

in love we sacrifice them

how morbid, how morbid

and now our graves surround them

how morbid, how morbid