My shield is rusted
My sword is dull...
I am the darkness of the night,
I am the sadness of the day...
There's a cold hand on my shoulder,
and a whisper in my ear...
The statements you make, '
leave me with my bewailing state of mind...
Dirt.
Paved earth road...
See me love?
See me cry...
Since when did anger turn into fear?
The roar of cries is all I hear...
Lonely, lost, misunderstood,
Every day it is the same...
The room is dim and barely lit
The night is shady and remote...
Collaboration By Powerless Angel and Andrea Sunny
Shadow dirt prepare for night...
Searing pains accost my weary mind.
Head dizzy with illness, thoughts foggy at times...
Sticks and stones
They can break my bones...