i once knew a guy
who had what he wanted
but instead of realizing
he claimed for more
when he finally noticed
what he had done
there was nothing left of it
it was all gone.

[chorus]
the real blood isn’t red
the real pain isn’t dead
silent tears of crystal blood
a teared up heart ripped apart
still beating on
till the scent is gone

there was this girl
she hunted her prey
but he wanted better
so she tried very hard
to get to his heart
she loved him alive
and she’ll love him when dead
but the love learnt her dread
and the made made her rive.

[chorus]
the real blood isn’t red
the real pain isn’t dead
silent tears of crystal blood
a teared up heart ripped apart
still beating on
till the scent is gone

a boy loved a girl
and the girl loved the boy
she was to shy to tell him her feeling
she was too pride to say what he sought
when they both were married
and they found what they’ve done
they lived on with the knowledge
to be bound to someone else
though the love of their lives
had been just words away.

[chorus]
the real blood isn’t red
the real pain isn’t dead
silent tears of crystal blood
a teared up heart ripped apart
still beating on
till the scent is gone

if there was a way
to get rid of this pain
when the loneliness ends
and noone just pretends
then take your chance
as if it was your last
and remember these words
the pain won’t last.

[chorus - fading]
the real blood isn’t red
the real pain isn’t dead
silent tears of crystal blood
a teared up heart ripped apart
still beating on
[whispering]
till the scent is gone
[whispering slowly]
till the scent is gone

(since this is a song – no need for further lyrics here)

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