Another wound you've never noticed dies in your heart.
Feet grow into shovels on this grave again tonight.
A few more inches through the dirt and your pulse can start.
Another wound you've never noticed dies in your heart.
Another silhouette of forgotten dreams walks by.
The knife in her chest is almost invisible now.
Come down from your tower of faith to drown in the lie.
Another silhouette of forgotten dreams walks by.
Melt in the flame as the wrath of God swallows
what once was your skin until light leaves you hollow.
The wraith of tomorrow
is no cure for sorrow.
A hero is only as good as destruction.
Another starless sky will open above your head,
but only when you promise not to scream anymore.
She said, "You won't feel a thing," from her hospital bed.
Another starless sky will open above your head.
Another cold surgeon (the same linoleum floor)
rips away your beating heart to silence one disease.
Hand your soul to deception, since you couldn't before.
Another cold surgeon (the same linoleum floor)... |
Submission Name: The Wraith Of Tomorrow
