When I Was In Riverhead

When I Was In Riverhead

I Wanted To Tell You That I Was Dead

My Hands Were Cold And My Lips Were Bled



When I Was In Riverhead

When I Was In Riverhead

My Heart Was Extracted From Where It Lay

My Skin Was Torn And Peeled Away



Nothing Flows Like The Blood Of Lovers

Running Over Rocks Underground

When I Was In Riverhead

My Throat Cut Open Like A Lily Flower

On A Thorny Bed



My Eyes Were Empty And My Heart Had Died

My Hands Kept Slipping On The Rope I Tied



When I Was In Riverhead

When I Was In Riverhead

I Wanted To Tell You That I Was Dead

My Hands Were Cold And My Lips Were Bled

On A Thorny Bed