I rest alone in a place I never thought I would be. I have given everything I am.
Why must I feel empty? Will I ever feel again? I have given everything I am.
All must live with vivid nightmares of life after death.
Plagued with images of a figure. Never know the face.
How can I bare this? Why must we bare this need to fulfill our nothingness they call serenity?
I want to break out of this place to embrace this hate.
I shatter every mirror but yet you reappear with a crooked smile and weathered face.
The doors have been sealed shut to keep the secrets that lie within.
To deaths dark hollows I must fall to live in grace.
Only when my heart stops I will truly live again.
Shatter every mirror but yet you reappear with a crooked smile and weathered face.
Why must I feel empty? Will I ever feel again? I have given everything I am.
All must live with vivid nightmares of life after death.
Plagued with images of a figure. Never know the face.
How can I bare this? Why must we bare this need to fulfill our nothingness they call serenity?
I want to break out of this place to embrace this hate.
I shatter every mirror but yet you reappear with a crooked smile and weathered face.
The doors have been sealed shut to keep the secrets that lie within.
To deaths dark hollows I must fall to live in grace.
Only when my heart stops I will truly live again.
Shatter every mirror but yet you reappear with a crooked smile and weathered face.