Pulled apart
the night falls with a silent sigh, stricken are we.
the salvation for which you pine
flares once, then dies,
devoured by the abyss.
all hope must end.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
shadows surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.
the salvation for which you pine
flares once, then dies,
devoured by the abyss.
all hope must end.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
shadows surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.