I see you talking and laughing
with your friends...
Hide and Sink
-This style is quite different from my other...
The stars are black,
The sky is white...
Color In The Grey.
I've hidden my soul beneath the cold hard ground...
Every night
before she lays her head to rest...
Tired words,
Bite lips...
Burn my soul,
above the hands of death...
When someone lies,
a fairy cries...
The utter desperation, the sobs and lies,
Cant be heard over that sound...
This is the end
the end of it all...
Knives twisting
Hearts broken...
Yesterday, the first and last,
Poision sultry on her lips...