Bleeding Dust - Tarot

There’s magic in seven virgins

After you’ve gone through a million whores

All the longing is still for nothing

And our time gets cut short

Lead me out of despair

It never leaves my stare

Roses withering in graveyards

How useless gestures can be?

No dreams ever came from the ground

There’s nothing here for you to see

Lead me out of despair

It never leaves my stare

Stab me, I’m bleeding dust

Feeding the wind

Bleeding dust

I hope you choke

Crawling in the cathedrals

Revere the emptiness of all

Hanging in the web of echoes

The mother stalks you from the wall

Lead me out of despair

It never leaves my stare

It stays to haunt my stare

Stab me, I’m bleeding dust

Feeding the wind

Bleeding dust

I hope you choke

Remind me now

I’m dead, but how

The walk is long

Directions wrong