An iron hand has gripped my heart;
now sluggish is the blood
that travels slowly in my veins,
like a lifeless flood.
An iron hand has gripped my days,
and now they're tired and slow.
I don't know what to do with them --
they slowly come and go.
Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 4:28 PM UTC
An iron hand has gripped my heart;
now sluggish is the blood
that travels slowly in my veins,
like a lifeless flood.
An iron hand has gripped my days,
and now they're tired and slow.
I don't know what to do with them --
they slowly come and go.