Текст (слова) песни «Spiritual bleeding (faces ii)»

The arm I removed from my body
Lies in the green chair

(The ceiling fan is turned on full power as the awakening
souls spill forth from the shattered glass bleeding their
essence onto the carpet)


(Crimson flow thickens around the blask post standing
in the woods next to the black post standing in the woods
next to the pine)