Hermosa... no?

Holy eyes
I never knew I'd beg down at your feet
Open Sky
The wave of a pain, the scent of you is bliss
I know, I know...
Dont' go

Summertime
The taste of saint secrets a perfume mist
Lonely Sky
The more you take, the more that I give inç
Holy eyes
I never knew, I know, I know
Don't go

Hold onto the memory, it's all you've got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost, blood lost, blood...

Don' t go

Hold onto the memory, it's all you've got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost, blood lost, blood...