| Could blood not be so sweet or flow enough to sustain
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| Two hundred nine tomorrow’s rise and I’m alone again
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| Please not this way so sweet on my tounge it burns away
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| An empty promise fills my veins with lies
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid for I have lived this agony
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| And time ticks slowly forward towards the break of day
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| Five seven nine arrival more fuel for disarray
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| But be still my tounge for I know not what I say
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| My life is lived in darkness and here I’ll remain
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid for I have lived this agony
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid for I have lived this agony
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| And so the night wears on and so my patience thins
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| I now walk through this fire to purify the sins
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| And so the night wears on and so my patience thins
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| To my eyes dawn in horror cause I’m alone again
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid for I have lived this agony
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid…
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| The deepest gray forever lives inside of me
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| But I am not afraid… |