Saint Deamon - Black Symphony

> The rain is pouring down the day has just begun
The twisted mind has no regrets of what hes done

Deep in his mind he knows he cant find peace
Until hes written into history

Painting the images in blood reflections of all that has loved
Seeking to create a masterpiece in the black symphony

The sun goes down and the night will soon arise
Lurking in shadows he will make his sacrifice

Deep in his mind he knows he cant find peace
Obsessive thoughts saying shell be mine

Painting the images in blood reflections of all that has loved
Seeking to create a masterpiece in the black symphony

There is no way she can love you, but can you take it if she turns you down
Its pure and its all about craving, being denied what your heart longed for

Painting the images in blood reflections of all that has loved
Seeking to create a masterpiece in the black symphony