Hate
I don't know what I feel.
I don't understand the pain.
Shatter burrows the roots of the heart,
Knives shading the walls of your stain.
Strange...
I feel satisfied with your rain.
I will cover you in a blanket of fire,
Smiles directed towards your every...
I don't understand the pain.
Shatter burrows the roots of the heart,
Knives shading the walls of your stain.
Strange...
I feel satisfied with your rain.
I will cover you in a blanket of fire,
Smiles directed towards your every...