i need a miracle to conquer this endeavor
the imagery of song to portray the routine of life
maybe i'm neurotic or just wrong in general
maybe i should concede and put out the fire
can you feel this uproar festering desire in my thoughts?
i can promise you one thing; i will haunt you 'til you die
i can promise you one thing; i will hunt you 'til you die
in absence of your favor i would rather choose death
i'd prefer it would be executed only by you
no legacy, fall short of understanding
maybe i should concede and put out the fire
i want you to bleed me of my misery
drained bled dry; hung up for all to see