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Seventh Star - Blood Money текст песни

Исполнитель: Seventh Star

альбом: Dead End


My open hand offered to you.
Yours returned, around a blade
And thrust in between my ribs.
My bloody hands weren't enough for you.
A spit in the face Such a disgrace (2x).
A sin that cannot be ignored.
Can thirty pieces fill the void?
I gave everything I had.
To find out that I'd been had.
You took some more Trying to settle the score.
Greedily snatching what I gave.
Adding humiliation to my pain.
Love unconditional
So unfathomable; forgiveness, no trace of sin
So hard to imagine.
A spit in the face Such a disgrace (2x).
Yet, this is the only thing so real
A sacrifice that made my life complete.
Yes, this is the only thing so real
Blood was she'd and now my life's complete.

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