Hematidrosis Songtext
von Abi Reimold

Hungry or nauseous
Desperate or cautious
Soft sounds that turn silent heads
Pretty colors that tell you you′re dead

Do you even think about breathing?
Back to the dark garden?


Oh my god how can you be real
Deny me my vision so I learn how to feel
Pushing himself down the street with one limb
I turn my head I blame you and not him

Dim light in the sky
Terrifies

The storm came, we measured the yield
Slim after destruction shattered the field
Who knows you won't thirst more
After sipping the bleeding from his pores