Surgical Tools Lyrics - Curses - Vanna

Damager 

oh damager 

with glass in your eyes 

how do you see 

how do you feel with your hands so posed 

lets talk numbers 

lets talk themes 

now they've been ruined 

see you next week 

i missed the meeting 

oh no 

i've been away 

lets be reborn 

oh yeah 

lets dig out graves and make them deep 

oh god its a fashion trend 

fortress lock your plague 

damager dig your grave 

though your pages 

are torn and tattered 

they still read you like a book 

just close your eyes and walk away 

we laid her down 

opened her with 

the sharpest blade we found 

hoping inside 

we'd find the cure 

to our condition 

but as graceful as the lady may have been 

she still bled the blood that made her human 

she shed roses on her bed 

and she spoke in a winter wilted language 

"i've sold my gold for blood red 

she'll never cry another tear again"