Where was god
when i lost my mind...
You beat me to a point where I could not return,
for a secret you were hell bent to learn...
The Visitors
The clock turned 12...
when
at long last...
Can't feel my fingers
can't feel my toes...
Born in the desert just like a sandstorm,
pulling every inch of strength to strike...
God witnessed my defeat, today,
while I lost one more battle...
It's really cold in here
The place is pitch black...
I may have become bitter,
and as cold as ice...
Alone and helpless
Travelling down a long forgotton lane...
Open my mind to the words
That I have chosen not to hear...
Put me on the ground,
Suck the cold blood from my knees...