If death must come for me
Lonely souls seek company
If death must come for me
Lonely souls seek misery
I've seen its true face
It's cold dead eyes
I've seen its true face
It's cold dead eyes
When I
Beg for it
Give my old blood for it
Savour it
Till I am bored of it
Sick of it
What will I have
Left
Devoured, it feeds on suffering
I am, swallowed whole
Devoured, it feeds on suffering
I am, swallowed whole
(Time grinds to a halt)
Time
Grinds
To a
Halt
I'll become weightless
So I can stay unborn
It overstays
It's welcome
Claims my fate
Speaks only
In Tongues
Time heals nothing
Only sorrow
Time heals nothing
Only sorrow
