Sunday, March 26, 2006
...
i see dead roses littered on the ground
the once crimson blood
split onto the cold unforgiving floor
i walk this path, inaudible screams in my head
hands reaching out to me, i continue unable to stop
what is the price we have to pay, what is the price we have to pay
to stop this screaming in our place
the taint in my head the taint in my head
so much blight, where is the light
i wade the darkness, my direction clear
no guiding light no guiding light
the emptiness of conversations
drunk people spill their guts on their streets
a temporary respite, im better than this
so shut me up, in a hole i wait
till someone comes who holds my fate
and together we struggle alone
in this world of hate.
the once crimson blood
split onto the cold unforgiving floor
i walk this path, inaudible screams in my head
hands reaching out to me, i continue unable to stop
what is the price we have to pay, what is the price we have to pay
to stop this screaming in our place
the taint in my head the taint in my head
so much blight, where is the light
i wade the darkness, my direction clear
no guiding light no guiding light
the emptiness of conversations
drunk people spill their guts on their streets
a temporary respite, im better than this
so shut me up, in a hole i wait
till someone comes who holds my fate
and together we struggle alone
in this world of hate.