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[xlet_it_bleedx7]

Falling to our deaths,
but how were we to know
that this was the end?
How were we to know?

Red tears run down my face
seeing through the eyes that
blindly hate. And all my
dreams are filled with black
lit skies, projecting all our
fate tonight, tonight.

Dark angels fall from the sky,
tattooed with the mark of stars
and stripes.And all their pain
we'll take to our own graves,
returning us to where we came from.

Bullets for blood this is our own
life,take it away these words

I'm screaming.

Stand proud and tall my heart is bleeding.