Walking alone the screeching trees scream
shadows mock my every move, as the wind recklessly picks up
I breathe a little deeper knowing I'm walking vengeance through and unknown path
but yet i know its okay, okay to wonder
depth gets deeper and eyes get wider
the light gets lighter as my fist grow tighter
my steps are no longer the only shuffle
i feel heavy eyes on my back, and I'm sure shes there
waiting for the chance to out prove existence
and to re-approve my own
i quicken my pace only to trip on my own superstition
falling in her arms, again this angel of death
she has caught whats left of this tormented breakable
her brilliance has stuttered my tongue
i know better than to lie in the arms of death, as effortless as i feel
but i can move, time has me frozen
pure silence melts away emotion
and my tears substitute for words
why me why do i always pick the path of the forsaken
and fall into the road that tempts the destined
the same road that is destined to tempt
maybe i will sit here a while, as she whispers in my ear
promising no more hurt and forever content
i have no more strength to find any light
just let me rest, while this angel of mine sings me to sleep
let me go, I'm letting go
wilting to nothing
a constant desolation
there is nothing left
complete disenigration
I'm starting to dream a forever infatuation
