Pathetic attempt
to keep the control
She has never had
on her life
Crushed by anguish
between screaming walls
She writes a story
nobody can understand
In the dark she asks for blood
She paints alone her misery
Sculpting the flesh
The red owherwelms and she forgets
And in her mouth the sour
Of too many sunrises
It's a new day
It's a new agony
She throws up the remains of her black soul
She prays for the end of screams
She hears the call of the blade
Now silence comes.
She writes a story
Nobody can understand
She has no defense against herself
She hides the pain inside herself
I bought the digital version and after a few listens I realised I hadn't paid enough, so I bought the CD from Transcending Obscurity. Effing great. jousterjim