A painted portrait,

Stained in blood

This is a painting,

Of my love...



Gone, gone, gone!



I can't explain,

It's killing me

Am I to blame?

It's you or me



I am addicted,

To living flesh

Am I alone?

My fear of death



Can you describe, being burned alive?

Can you feel it, rip you from inside...?



Rip, rip, rip!



A painted portrait,

Stained in blood

This is a painting,

Of my love...



Stained in blood

Stained in blood

Stained in blood

Stained in blood



You're wanting to die!

You're wanting to die!

You're wanting to die!



Forgive them, For killing!



Stained in blood

Stained in blood

Stained in blood

Stained in blood