The loss and personal sacrifice Spiteful words in chords and melodies This abuse holds true Still nothing can escape through the worst of it all Or just
re so close to home, yet we're falling apart at the seams And memories guiding us to sleep Call your name It's been so long It falls on deaf ears Tragic
: I'm calling last call You're still intoxicating Lies and deceit used like a fist (of cowardice) Cornered and battered You'll burn every bridge before
: I wanna breathe you in, senses realized At first sight, this day imagined... waiting Wanting for so long Gaining this long lasting epiphany A dream
Take these shards of meaning Extact all your precious lies Buried deep inside Empty cavity that conveys your nihility Precocious smile and state It's
Consummate just one more fix Another day withered away without justification Falling apart anticipating to reconcile Pacify and divert the bane of our existence It
: Your stagnant truth, this buried youth Wake up wrought with atrophy Your scars will heal Take my hand, I'll guide you through Strip your thoughts of
slow fear still creeping in Invasive and persuasive like a whisper softly convincing me to move on Lay waste to all the tangible explanations Nothing's as it
created for you Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams Can't I believe you're taking my heart to pieces Oh, it'll take a little time Might
: Been waiting for an end in a life filled with all those little stories. (Say what you want, say what you need) Our last encounter, (Say what you want
of former lovers, A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight Take this four-fingered salute, I gave the fifth for you my dear, May it beckon you
: This avenue, this home takes everything but gives back solitude A proud departure from the rigors of a mundane breath Expelled from the depths of a
and grace. But it was consequence, just promise to light my way. But it was consequence, come on, just promise to light my way. But it was consequence
match my plaintive woes, we?ll create our own truths. Through these timeless fables, for this I?ve waited so long. The fates have spun a noose, it seems
: Through the shadow of night, the lost and the sullen, Pariahs ignite the skies, leaving our worlds behind, Pillaging life beneath a western sky. Not
: How?s the air up there with the faithless and aborted souls, And when the worms carried it away, Did you cry, did you feel, did you see me pray? To
: He's reigning down in the shadow lands again. Born as the bastard son, lost in his own pretension. Dastardly concerned, yet chipped away in time, You
It's the way she looks at me and Possesses me to collect the head of anyone, Collect the head of those who look her way. It's the way her whispers seems
