It's hollow inside
Surprised it hasn't died
Shattered from those who lied
Every breath echoes, "Against the tide"
Empty, lonely, but producing love madly
Pumps so slowly
heart hardened, coldly
Its life began without instruction
This heart was broken then weakly constructed
The fear and panic, the final destruction
Waiting for that moment
That all sins will commit
a heart, too late for atonement