Industrial Frost
Loathing Disorder
In the crashing waved amid the typhoon gales
you say loves saves through the storm whales
Your voice so cold toils the ocean black
My choice to leave nothing but a setback
Falling down below
Taken by the wave
What I can bestow
Far beyond the grave
I feel that I'm drowning please don't pull me up
For you now knowing love is not enough
I can lie and take you by your worthy hand
A knot to tie and then I'll die here in the sand
Never will you know why I die in pain
Lying low beneath the wind and the rain
Above me the gales of animosity blow
No more love I feel, you'll never know
Falling down I know
You have crossed my border
In my heard did grow
Loathing my disorder
From Letras Mania