Open Veins - Hangman's Chair

Blood is dripping on a tile, I need to rest.

Open hands, open veins.

Broken cross upon my chest.

And my life fades away.

Release the fiend that lies within me, straight like that, no half step.

Rolling up my left sleeve.

Rolling up, Baby I’m comming.

Sleep against this breathing hollow, I need to rest.

Broken cross falls from my neck.

A waltz with a shadow, sad and low, sad and low.

And my life fades away.

Release the fiend that lies within me, straight like that, no half step.

Rolling up my left sleeve, rolling up, Baby I’m leaving.

Blood is dripping on a tile, I need to rest.

A waltz with a shadow

sad and low.

Broken cross upon my chest.

And my life fades away.

Release the fiend that lies within me.

I give up the wounds that never heal.