Bottom of the world
One more second
Breath
A voice without a name
Eden
Faking a death
For fear of
Recognition and its
Chains
A notch
A bell
A measurement in
Love and
Hate
Touch me and
I will break
See me and I will
Shiver and squeal
Like the insects of
The wild
The wild
What a place to destroy
What a place to conquer
What a place to think we
Ever had
Any control
Not lost though
Yearning to be
Found
Longing to be
Equalized
In time
Dec 27, 2011
Dec 27, 2011 at 7:12 AM UTC
Bottom of the world
One more second
Breath
A voice without a name
Eden
Faking a death
For fear of
Recognition and its
Chains
A notch
A bell
A measurement in
Love and
Hate
Touch me and
I will break
See me and I will
Shiver and squeal
Like the insects of
The wild
The wild
What a place to destroy
What a place to conquer
What a place to think we
Ever had
Any control
Not lost though
Yearning to be
Found
Longing to be
Equalized
In time