Sizzling flesh and decaying bone. Fires dying and I'm left alone To fight for a destiny made of de ja vu, And in the eye of the storm, standing secluded: you.
In this vortex of agony, This maelstrom of memory, I'm the rainmaker For your thunder.
Whistling winds will pass you by, What can I do but cry Out all through my heart's night Falling, lost within my own fight. This love spring forever A whirlpool of change When so called love has turned into rage.
And I drop to find forever In my own meaningless embrace And I cross the line again to never Reach the giant steps I've got to trace And I enter the void I fathomed To lose my self control And I seem to be so adamant About becoming whole
And my thoughts are endlessly Changing into smoke And when I turn demon, must I be The one who provoke The death in my boots,spur To slash the flanks of the one who carries me.