Letras
Open the perilous shaped from another victim's silent cry
Count the days
Count the nights
Count the days
Count the nights
Count the days
Count the nights
The window will open soon enough
Though masked by content
Hold steady ship
The storm will pass
Much like I passed through your hands
Into the cellar I now call home
Reeking of sacrifice
Paralleled only by the stench of condolence
Reeking of sacrifice
Paralleled only by the stench of
Prescribe me an antidote to ease the pain
Prescribe me an antidote to ease the pain
Prescribe me an antidote to ease the pain
Empty my heavy heart
I've been weighed down for so long that words have lost all meaning
This was not part of the agenda and this was not part last
Weeks
Minutes
Learn to read between the lines
Separate fact from fiction and realize the absurdity of solace