As The Colors Bleed
:: Solo ::
Crystal clear I see your eyes cutting through me in the fragmenting shimmer of the light.
I feel my heart waiting for the touble ahead, and all my life I have seen the lights flashing.
Someone told me to run away, dont look back, stray far away.
As I reach down to feel the ice on the ground, the feeling opens my eyes.
I could only say to you what has happened to me, I can only become what haunts me.
Every day I pull the shovel out of the grave, I burry the people, I say fuck the world.
I bandage my hands, I pass through the blood, and my thoughts begin to drown under suffering.
I begin to drown.
Grab onto my cold and broken hands, hold onto the ice that forms with in. As it begins to pull, say it will never happen again.
The reflection of harmony is chased by a shard of my forgotten life. As the colors bleed.
Grab onto the knife in hand, plunge it deep in. Twist the handle, run away, look back as your relfection fades.
Grab my hand, Grab the end, distance it again.
My hands shake, the chains I hold are slowly dragging me down into what I will never know. A vocalized misery.
From the whimpering of your voice, to the screaming burrowing deep down inside of me.
I pull harder on the nuse which climbs into the sky even higher, I see the sun start to fall back down.
A tragic ending to something so beautiful, twas the last time I seen you so beautiful. I can see you now.
Eyes cutting me down, my darling sin, open up and spread your wings, let me in.
Wearing this burden on my heart I start to speak.
Speak of the disease that haunts me, its like I am suffocating on your sight.
Speak of the last reason, I held you so tight, you met my love with the twist of the handle that night.
As the blade cuts me free from my dream, reality only seems to be what I have created. Death pained on red lips, your emerald eyes were the start of my demise. I begin to drown, I start down.
Grab onto my cold and broken hands, hold onto the ice that forms with in. As it begins to pull, say it will never happen again.
The reflection of harmony is chased by a shard of my forgotten life. As the colors bleed.
Grab onto the knife in hand, plunge it deep in. Twist the handle, run away, look back as your relfection fades.
Grab my hand, Grab the end, distance it again.
:: Solo ::
Now I see it was you that was haunting me, As the colors bleed.
Watch the sky for me, watch and see the reflection of harmony, shatter and fade, into the cerulean end.
Speak out, help me as I begin to drown.
Grab onto my cold and broken hands
As I start to pull, say it will never happen again.
As the colors bleed.
Grab my hand, Grab the end, distance it again.
As the colors bleed. |
Submission Name: As The Colors Bleed
