A single breath you blow it out, the flame of hate its absent in my head.
Not living a lie because I’m dead… in your arm I feel so safe, in your hands I feel at peace, but if you were to let me fall. I would not survive the hatred that burns below my weakening limbs.
You putting it out, your icy breath, its on my lips, I’m frozen to death.
You will feel a presence soon, but don’t you worry it only me in your heart…
You frozen touch it’s all I need, your voice of love it all I crave.
In a mind that has no walls, I feel to open, I’m a fool.
Iced over by your love, corrupted by your intrusion, you’re a voice of coldness dear.
A voice that I like to hear, has a sense of pain in words, has a chance to regain yourself.
Feel me fall in your dreams, have the heart to made this real, be a dear and pass the rope…
Tie it tight my love, around my neck, my throat.
In the darkness of the night, in the shadows of the day, this is where we first met.
In a place we like to stay, open blinds and let light in, let us blind our eyes today.
Lost all vision of the world, all a blur, but its ok. Abstract is the world to me, just how I like it to be.
Trees so green and sky so blue, why cant I see you?
The feel of a skin so cold, make me want to stop and mould, into a forgotten shape.
Be a dear and pass the spade, dig my whole right here, see my grave get wide yet, let them all see the rain.
Are your eyes in a storm? Why do you confine yourself to the cold?
Why is winter your favourite time of year? Why do I disappear?
A fog it lifting me, the rope it’s tight and I see the colour of the world again...
See you one last time and I descend into a world of hate and suffering…
Don’t worry I will be ok….
