Heaviness of One's Own
Like heavy rain that pours,
And the rush of wind in my ears,
I am chaos within.
A tragedy born from malice,
From poisonous tongues
And sights of the forbidden.
A stranger I remain
Among the masses surrounding me,
With a heart that burns, ...
And the rush of wind in my ears,
I am chaos within.
A tragedy born from malice,
From poisonous tongues
And sights of the forbidden.
A stranger I remain
Among the masses surrounding me,
With a heart that burns, ...