A Sip Of Wine Chased With Cyanide
by A Static Lullaby· from Withered EP
Glorify her smile, condemn her frown. Choke on the phrases left unsaid, silver bullets that pierce my ears. Shadows of demons melt my persona. Taken from the memory of the darkest lock. Can I walk amongst the slaves chained from the hopeless and lenched from your smile. Can I float upon your tears sweltering the hate for our non-existance. Send the dove, bring her a star, throw me a raven, spoon out my heart. With the last once of dignity, I will pray. Scream out my mistakes to the heavens. Send the drove, bring her a star, throw me a raven, spoon out my heart. Spoon out my, spoon out my heart, spoon out my heart...