Broken bones
and mangled limbs...
With my groggy looks and dagger bitten skin
gnarled arms i waded through consuming mist...
I may have become bitter,
and as cold as ice...
At the bus stop in the rain she waits,
Approaching her unseen and making no mistake...
My eyes turn to grey
The darkness sets in...
Death was calling him to it's lair
But the pain wasn't more than he could bare...
My heart is a black hole in space, sucking
the bones of love dry...
Ice cold and dark,
My heart is stone...
Look! It's there, up high!
Right there! It's in the sky...
Oh joy, for with the heart he's returned,
the heart of the beast that must be burned...
I'm tired and alone,
Broken and falling...
Corrupted future,
shattered dreams...