The Way Of The Leeches Lyrics - Bloodlet

We are all meant to stand in a line 

eyes forward 

arms to the side 

and when your turn comes bow out gracefully 

I know what you've come for and your game 

you'd better believe that I came to play 

Double talk cross the line chatter doesn't matter 

I've heard that before 

and when our turn comes 

we will take this day while this little angel sleeps 

his head all filled with dreams 

a desperate soul does scream please take me away 

spirit drenched 

a moment spent contemplating a sacrament 

hell awaits for those who take from the one whose soul creates 

his visions ride on angels wings 

his words are like a summer's breeze 

heaven sent and mostly bent restraint 

and compassion are already spent