Thousand times a death no longer with the seams
When I look for answers, nothing seems to clear
Clear the sorrow, anguish, and the pain
No answer will console, nor questions for comfort
Come as the world joins in sorrow
Sorrow upon sorrow, as hatred won the battle
Endless, at it's nature, yet we endure the coming years
As our sorrow never, ever seems to fade.
With the times, sever our greatest triumphs
Fighting endlessly with lives in our hands
No love can heal as burning heart
As the strings, snapped the moors of the broken mind
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 12:56 PM UTC
Thousand times a death no longer with the seams
When I look for answers, nothing seems to clear
Clear the sorrow, anguish, and the pain
No answer will console, nor questions for comfort
Come as the world joins in sorrow
Sorrow upon sorrow, as hatred won the battle
Endless, at it's nature, yet we endure the coming years
As our sorrow never, ever seems to fade.
With the times, sever our greatest triumphs
Fighting endlessly with lives in our hands
No love can heal as burning heart
As the strings, snapped the moors of the broken mind