ALBUM REVIEW: bulletsbetweentongues – Fragility
The angel left my shoulder long before you came.
The angel left my shoulder long before you came.
You may bleed like me, but we are not the same.
You will be purged in the purest flame.
Escape this torment, the global horror.
My head’s in clouds, I’ll never rain down.
There’s nothing like a cremation party.
I’ll watch you die a marionette with no strings.
My path will be your last.
Race towards the sun, my crippled pride undone, and all that makes me real, secedes to stone and steel.