I'm not sorry, no, I'm not sorry!
You'll be sorry, you're not worthy!
Dawn of last call, dawning my last call
I can hear you call, but I strive for your last fall
Every day, filled with hate every day
How it hurts every day, but still you stay
Cursed, this last trial, cursed is this trial
I thirst this last trial, to survive
You creep deep in me
You find what I can't see
You know the depts of me
Yet you drown me in your sea
Offered up, thrown up
Vommitted from the very depths of you
So stay a while and wait 'till sunlight
And try to smile, you'll know by daylight
Don't fret the stay; it's just some more time
Don't cry away or I'll fight you this time
And this time I haven't the strength to fight You
My Lord, I'm tired of fighting You
My God, I'm weary of You
I'm ready to fight for the truth
 Xits the Tragedy · Mon May 01, 2006 @ 03:27am · 0 Comments |
