Eyes are bleeding Scolding heat Succumbing to the wish Not to feel anything at all Rolling waves of nausea Seeping through my mind Darkest abyss of conscience
We used to care But things have changed Where joy should reign Painted lines on your face To grasp your gaze restrained So tranquil the outside rain
Eyes are bleeding Scolding heat Succumbing to the wish- Not to feel anything at all Rolling waves of nausea Seeping through My mind Darkest abyss of
