There is now but the silenced beat of my heart
To cover the sound of tears, the weaving of scars
My sorrow made manifest by loss, by life's cost
My world is made smaller, by the chains across
A moment to reflect before a breath is then taken
Why am I'm the pariah, why am I the forsaken?
To cover the sound of tears, the weaving of scars
My sorrow made manifest by loss, by life's cost
My world is made smaller, by the chains across
A moment to reflect before a breath is then taken
Why am I'm the pariah, why am I the forsaken?
