Thursday, April 30, 2009

blurring all the lines after lies are spoken, coming back to haunt you the promises broken
that you made, should have stayed, should have got up and played
but this pain that keeps throbbing and cannot be stayed
rules all, darkness falls, as we're stripped of devotion
don't believe, anything, given birth from emotion
time slows as it goes, restless feet never show
the great pause as it falters, and it drips down the alter
where we sacrifice life, giving in to the strife
its a sick sick sick thing that we do in the dark
but we smile as we meet, drinking coffee in the street
feel it all come down, drowning what little remains of our souls.