Flesh Couture Lyrics

Lets say for arts sake
We killed ourselves tonight
In our dreams
We could live forever
Immortalised in our beauty

Dont say i didnt
Warn you, beauty can be revearsed
Expose to me, the heart strings deep
Within
Until it bleeds
For one day of beauty

You pinned
Your hopes, upon the mirror and now it cuts your skin
Shattered by your
Own reflection
Do you recall your own fucking face

She looked so
Beuatifull, fashioned in her own dispair
A fitting end to fashion
Her source of suicide

Beneath the veil of make up, your soul has
Slowly died
An endless wave of matyrs, dressed in a sea of
Black
To serenade the serpents, this scene has turned its
Back

Feel this shatter
To the ground
Your misfortunes i resound
So clean yourself up bitch

The fragments you savour
Are bareley held together
Your basis for reason,
Compounded by the seasons
I suffered the arrows, your heart a formless shadow
Beneath the lies, your wings have been dissected
From this fashion, the dead arise
And with its failure, we breath new life.