Purify - Lyrics - Gainsae

A rouge tide washes over her peach cheeks Here, passion is never more Than a passing whisper Slowly evaporating Into a chlorine gas She is a black rose Hung on a red stem She is a red raven Feasting on the dead She is the leech that cures my disease She is the saran that we breathe She is the saran that I bleed She wanted, needed me I held her, helped her To move, (to stand again) Her satin sheets were sliding by the bedside Where she (I know she) waits for me She is a black rose Hung on a red stem She is a red raven Feasting on the dead. She is the leech that cures my disease She is the saran that we breathe She is the saran that I bleed Rain purifies *** lets love die Rain purifies *** lets love die She is a black rose Hung on a red stem She is a red raven Feasting on the dead. She is the leech that cures my disease She is the saran that we breathe She is the saran that I bleed - I bleed for you