Bejelit - Saint From Beyond lyrics

Since the day when I've fallen here Look the world with a growing fear, While I drop my face on the ground Waiting dead for the next round Rotting thoughts has cracked my head Making up my face in white and black Leave my other Me in a tender bed Dreaming nightmares of cold night past Come here, do it, shut up and hear me! Saint from Beyond I've lost my heaven Sad for a Life Give me your clover tonight I'll erase your crime Take me from my coma to light Saint for a Lie Gentle lies built my art Friendly scars in open heart Write it, read it, wake up and surprise me! Solo Sandro Come here, do it, shut up and hear me! Write it, read it, wake up and surprise me! Gentle lies built my art, friendly scars on open heart Deadly scars on a wounded smile, down into my veil of dark Since the day when I've fallen here, look the world with a growing fear, While I drop my face on the ground waiting dead for the next round.