The years are not kind. Can not rewind. Hurtful words said. More than a heart Full of regret. Veins darken like Lines of nights. Etched upon dry parchment of time. Burnt out. Scalded. Splatter of time. Code of our design. Another fractured night for anguish to devour. Eyes reigned clouds. Mist obscures the ground. Empty voices fill the lake of dread. Drowned in. Engulf. Agony gets easier every day. Learning to accept the loss And bottling the pain. Numbness the remedy for inevitable decay. Must move on to another host. This one is a ghost.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.