.Ritual. от Mass III

I am cutting of my fingers one by one. Needle and tread (A ten bead necklace. For you). You are smiling. For the first and the last time. Now. My body still bleeds invisible. Chains encircle my broken wrists. But we can get out of them. Now. [Ritual II - Off of 2009 compilation "Mass III-II + IIII"] That one night went one had no words to say floating eyes reach out we're one touch away fingers entwined stroking your hair and it all became too much to bear and there you were the morning sell the morning light it hurts me still and when we touch we are one world away and that night we met amongst the grace we were one world away and that's where we met that one night went one had no words to say a movement hands touched my face I’ve never seen so much grace your floating eyes I had drowned still one touch away that one night went one had no words to say you are smiling for the first and the list time now. your body still bleeds invisible Chains encircle my broken wrists but we can get out of them Now