A rancid soul
Deprived of love...
As I scribble words from the heart,
Still nothing makes any sense...
I am looking at her picture
and it brings me to tears...
I watch my world crumble and die
I watch the falling of the night sky...
I picked up my bloodstained razor
as I started to cry...
Windy, stormy, flowing through
The seven storey tower block...
She's sitting there helpless
Just waiting for the day...
Tarnished Slippers Remain
Between The Ora Of My Hands...
Dear God, listen to my prayer tonight
I will only tell my secret to you...
Mirror mirror staring
Through my entire soul...
Raindrops explode on contact with the ground
they calm while canceling out surrounding sound...
My hearts about to stop,
my souls about to die...