Tomorrow sit and watch the dawn come alive.
Feel cold against the cold autumn winds.
Beautiful colors swirl in the air, amber, emerald, crimson blur.
Taste the terror of change, it stings deep through the tongue.
The hands of Hell dragging you down.
Shadows turn over your pale reflecting eyes, just lost deep under a glass chasm of murder.
Watching your every movement in despise.
It was the light murderer.
I will be the separation from your golden salvation.
Wring you dry Cry in my hands I will forgive.
Yet the love we feel is more than torture.
You were the separation from my God damn salvation.
You broke me inside. I would do it again crush your soul into nothing but whimpers and cries.
This was our declaration, a murder pact of love and lies.
Brushing by memories, pictures in hand, smiles and laughter fill my own mind.
Images of dismay were not found, oh how I looked back.
How long has it been? So long, it's been so long.
Glass breaking, vision blurring with every chemical reaction.
Pictures should be burned, take back some more poison.
Rain always seems to come at these times, how short life seems when you notice these things.
Murder the light again..
I will be the new image that the mirror has become
Will that dog have its day? Will you once again neglect me?
This love is long dead and gone with every trace of me.
Will you change inside when you look into the mirror.
You know what goes around comes around, I hope you notice when it rains down on me,
Don't worry it's taking it's sweet time, just ready to pounce and eat you alive.
I hope you know someone to pray for you.
What is destined to be will always be something just out of reach, despite the truth we fight on.
Murder, that's all?