nähty viimeksi 16 tuntia sitten
Another morning when I feel more rotten than alive.
The reflection in the mirror across the room shows that I'm just another useless being, head down in a tobacco haze with a bottle of broken dreams in my hand.
I wonder if I was just gone, would anyone miss me?
Lets say for arts sake
We killed ourselves tonight
In our dreams we could live forever
Immortalized in our beauty
Don't say I didn't warn you, beauty can be reversed
Expose to me, the heart stings deep within
Until it bleeds
For one day of beauty
You pinned your hopes, upon the mirror And now it cuts your skin
Shattered by your own reflection
Do you recall your own fucking face
She looked so beautiful, fashioned in her own despair
A fitting end to fashion
Her source of suicide
Beneath the veil of make up, your soul has slowly died
An endless wave of martyrs, dressed in a sea of black
To serenade the serpents, this scene has turned its back
Feel this shatter
To the ground
Your misfortunes I resound
So clean yourself up bitch
The fragments you savour
are barely held together
Your basis for reason, compounded by the seasons
I suffered the arrows, your heart a formless shadow
Beneath the lies, your wings have been dissected
From this fashion, the dead arise
And with its failure, we breath new life.
Winter's cold hands embrace me.
When will this world need me? I've forgotten everything, everything, that's important to me.
Right now I'm just holding pictures.
Painting a memory of a love I used to believe, used to believe.
Sitting watching it all pass in silence; this can't be what I need.
This is a winter I'll never last.
This is isolation I can't stand.
Beyond my thoughts there is a hope that lies within, a hope that lies within.
Enthroned in isolation.