Shattered Windows of Time
The mirror talks back through tight lips
Holding the knife just to see if I live
Stained glass eyes always ready to receive
Tears of sorrow between a retch and heave
Desire to be unbound from the earth
Always felt this way since before my birth
To be taken out and buried back to the earth
And take with me all that is truly of worth
Concious...
Holding the knife just to see if I live
Stained glass eyes always ready to receive
Tears of sorrow between a retch and heave
Desire to be unbound from the earth
Always felt this way since before my birth
To be taken out and buried back to the earth
And take with me all that is truly of worth
Concious...