Soundless sorrow in the sea of misery.
Open thy heat and take me into the.
I walk lonely and forgotten
On the ground with a corpse so rotten
Not in flesh or bone
No, that would have shown.
But in a far worse place
So that’s why I make haste,
In my soul there is damage,
Torn apart by my own savage.
Can you hear me sorrow
From your perch on tomorrow
You are what we run from
But I am the one who will come
To you with no hope
You offer me a rope,
To climb to you
And so I do.
And as I look into your eyes
I see ever man woman and child’s lies.
And they into burn my soul
Turning it in a empty hole.
I fall from your ledge
Falling off the edge,
And as I bled
I had a start, and woke in my bed.