Inliners

Her soul Is dark and cold Our life was a lie And so I wanted to die Her lies I couldn't see the betrayal in her eyes As she had no face She was never mine to embrace He was just the first in line I was just the second in line Now he is just the third in line Now bleed your blood as red as wine I was right before our first meeting Now I'm lying here, bleeding I put a knife in your hand Made of the flesh of my land All I tried to do was help And I'm sure you thank me in silence You thanked me with a knife in my back The knife I had given to you was used for your attack How could you get yourself to perform such betrayal? How could you be so cold? I hate you now and I always will I wasn’t meant to be yours to kill Cry now Die now Cry out As I die proud He was just the first in line I was just the second in line Now he is just the third in line Now bleed your blood as red as wine