Is there a heart that cares for a broken heart?
In my heart storms never cease,
Carrying within them the dust from years gone by,
How can I claim peace,
When waves inside me won't die?
Enough of these oppressive wars,
I am but a weak human.
Why must I bear this burden,
Walking upon mountains of hell?
My shoulders...
Carrying within them the dust from years gone by,
How can I claim peace,
When waves inside me won't die?
Enough of these oppressive wars,
I am but a weak human.
Why must I bear this burden,
Walking upon mountains of hell?
My shoulders...