Symphorce

Nothin' Left
Your tales, you told me, Of monsters that filled my mind You know i... can't get higher I've tasted pure desire I lift up my head To the scent of the air The wind grows darker Glass fingers in my hair So much time has passed Standing here before you But there's nothin' left Like a thorn of pain in all i do Do we love to hurt eachother Every time you froze me out Every punch, every shout This is what we can share- This is all we can lose I lift up my head A hatred blind The wind grows darker Human bondage of mankind From Letras Mania