Where is my blood? Is it still behind the curtains of rage? Are you home, drowned in the shadows of fame and beauty? Tell me why our kiss was like the murder scene On the silver screen I will set you free Until you bleed your pride. Cry for home, for home Cry for a home to where I sleep. Still, you smile is like an angel and I can't breathe without you Because I adore you, I adore you Let me be your mother tonight and drink my wine/blood forever this time
