Cry in despair She tries hard to forget Memories fill her soul crushing her in defeat Wishing for solace...
My eyes... Are wide open Behind closed eyelids I fake being asleep In hopes to drown
I don’t know what insanity is. If losing control of my own life Is an explanation for my behavior Then hold me down... Inject me with the serum
Beyond the cold and shiny Crystal realms of pain Beyond everything Everything what’s insane beyond the graveyard
Morning America Welcome to hell Where mortal souls Give into sinful pleasures Poverty abundance
You quit before you try You live like you’re going to die You can’t learn to speak the truth Sewed your mouth shut how uncuth
I can’t shake this feeling It haunts me in my dreams Intense pain of nausea overwhelms… Slumbering unconsciously In the abyss of my mind
I feel the dark cold clammy touch… It haunts me in my dreams It makes me cry And wonder why I suffer as I do
Shackled Mortal Fondle your feeble mind That is a stigma Imprinted on your flesh Weakened your soul
Ahhh... Sweet Symphonic melody Sway my ears play Drink away my sorrows And let my mind sway
You came in a dream The way you looked How you talked A perfect soul Every time I answer your call
The famous quote... I’m sure you all can finish that s… So it seems like the truth. Metaphorically speaking. Throw the stones.
This orb you hold Grasped tightly in your hand Sapping the life... the strength From its miserable youth... It beats not for life
In the time you’ve come to know The toll of time Ticks at the bell And reveals itself to you From the pain of darkness
Fluctuating eyelashes Clicking I’ve got to get your eyes off me Pink as lovers A lovely curiosity