My soul is decomposing
ridding the body of its
purpose.
Soulless I walk
through the valley of darkness
afraid no more
I have no more
(reason)
All I had was a pointed dagger to your
bleeding heart
and no consciense to stop me.
Never knew I regret deeper,
more tormenting,
than that I feel standing over your shell.
Emptied for me,
as the sky falls down upon us.
Copyright 2004 Storm
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