(Male- sung-ballad)

Rosy cheeks, rosy lips,

Rosy heart, beats so deep

Inside the skin

That's covering

Rosy veins.

Her beauty speaks

Like dancing creeks

In the rain.

Be my betrothed, and she shall see,

How beautiful ruptured life can be.

(Female-sung-ballad)

Snow white smile, snow white soul,

Show white love, he controls

The very beat

Of my two feet

When I fly.

He whispers dreams

Like dancing streams

Passing by.

I gave unto him and he showed me,

How beautiful ruptured life can be.

Chorus (Male-growl)

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, your beautiful ruptured life.

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, at the tip of my gold knife.

(Male-growl)

My teeth sinks into your neck,

Your poor soul suffers a break,

Your blood whirls inside my mouth,

Your poor soul can't even shout.

Love is red, so is my thirst,

Now you know which one comes first.

I smelt you from miles away,

Waited so long for this day.

Won't drain much, just what I need.

Won't take time, swiftly I'll feed.

Won't take love, it's my poison.

Be proud, Rose, you were chosen.

(Instrumental)

(Male- sung)

Two bite marks, reads the autopsy.

Bet they'll never catch up to me.

Creature of the night I still roam

Through the darkness that feels like home.

(Silence. Beats.)

(Female-sung)

Two bite marks, carved into my flesh.

Clawed out of grave after ten days.

Turned into the creature I loathe,

I'll hunt him down, I take that oath.

Wasted months of futile search

Brings me to a hostile March.

I catch his face in the crowd.

It's time to fulfill my vow.

Chorus (female-growl)

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, your beautiful ruptured life.

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, at the tip of my gold knife.

(Female-growl)

My teeth sinks into your neck,

This is for my sweet heart break,

Your blood whirls inside my mouth,

This is for my silenced shout.

Love is red, so is my rage,

Consider this my homage.

I searched you from miles away,

Waited so long for this day.

Won't drain much, just what you owe.

Won't take time, just so you know.

Won't take love, it's forbidden.

Now bleed for my good riddance.

Chorus (both-growl)

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, your beautiful ruptured life.

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, at the tip of my gold knife.

Chorus (both-growl)

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, your beautiful ruptured life.

BLEED.

BLEED.

Bleed, at the tip of my gold knife.