The Stain

Sep. 8, 2010

It's a crimson stain
left by the whirlwinds of emotions
born in vengeance, after betrayal and love lost
I came home to...

Every wall is closing in on me
I'm trapped in this shell-shock
Fragile, and no-one could see
the burden of my ticking clock
A quiet place is all I need
but I can see the light leave

Relentless and faceless,
it keeps coming back
I wish the evil was nameless
my fears have made an impact
The original emotions are intact

My evil has a name and a face
and I've made first contact

Trapped in self-denial
I think I'm suicidal

We've crossed paths before
now my imagination haunts me
with the screams from the other side of the door
her pale skin, her dead eyes
Your heart must be colder than ice
but it wouldn't justify
Nothing could ever justify
the history you've created for us tonight

This crimson stain burns
like fires without breath
It tears me apart, this burden I bear
through you, I've seen death
I can't seem to remember your name
Has it been so long since a few moments before
I can't remember anything before,
and I can't remember coming home