Everyday is The same
I wake When the Demons Rise
And Sleep when They Hide From the Light
I see The Same Things Everywhere I look
Like I'm Caged In This Box
This Place I once called Heaven Is Becoming my Hell
And Driving me To the Point of Insanity
The People We Call Friends are now Strangers
I'm Starting to wonder if i have a purpose Or a Voice
The Rage Of Repeating Is Rising Day by Day
My hands Grow old From Beating my Way out of This Hell
Maybe its all In my Head
Or maybe Its All A Dream
But i Know Ill Fail At Ruling the World
Since I've Failed To Conquer My Self.
On a Cold Winter night,
On the Lonely Snow bound Grave,
Grows a Rose,
A Rose,
So Magnificent,
So Breath Taking,
A Rose so Red,
As Red As the Blood in our Veins,
As Red as the Lushes Lips of a Women,
And as you Grasp,
You Feel a prick,
A feeling so Fast,
So sudden,
So Amazing,
You Get a Feeling In your Chest,
A Feeling,
You Get when you see,
The warm Brown Eyes of a lover,
And as you Realize,
The Feeling you Feel
Is love
A Feeling so Amazing
I've
Lived,
Lost,
And Loved,
I've Felt
Numb,
Mad,
and Cold,
All That screams
In the Dead of night
When you sleep
And feel safe
In you bed so warm
Im so cold
Cold like a winter night.
Life is a Virtue,
Not a right,
Some thing Given,
But just as Quickly Taken,
By Lust,Greed, and Addiction
For when taken by one,
You are not man
but Monster
That can feel no love
Only Loneliness and lust.
There are to many Tomorrows,
and not enough today's,
so what happens when today runs out,
and there are no more tomorrows,
what happens when you realize
shes gone
and its happened all over agean
The beast
I am,
The beast,
The beast I never wanted to become,
Who am I,
I'm the one,
You don't want,
Don't need,
Don't love,
I am,
The beast no one can save,
For to many have tried,
And failed,
Who am I,
I'm who ever you want me to be.
Everyday is The same
I wake When the Demons Rise
And Sleep when They Hide From the Light
I see The Same Things Everywhere I look
Like I'm Caged In This Box
This Place I once called Heaven Is Becoming my Hell
And Driving me To the Point of Insanity
The People We Call Friends are now Strangers
I'm Starting to wonder if i have a purpose Or a Voice
The Rage Of Repeating Is Rising Day by Day
My hands Grow old From Beating my Way out of This Hell
Maybe its all In my Head
Or maybe Its All A Dream
But i Know Ill Fail At Ruling the World
Since I've Failed To Conquer My Self.
On a Cold Winter night,
On the Lonely Snow bound Grave,
Grows a Rose,
A Rose,
So Magnificent,
So Breath Taking,
A Rose so Red,
As Red As the Blood in our Veins,
As Red as the Lushes Lips of a Women,
And as you Grasp,
You Feel a prick,
A feeling so Fast,
So sudden,
So Amazing,
You Get a Feeling In your Chest,
A Feeling,
You Get when you see,
The warm Brown Eyes of a lover,
And as you Realize,
The Feeling you Feel
Is love
A Feeling so Amazing
I've
Lived,
Lost,
And Loved,
I've Felt
Numb,
Mad,
and Cold,
All That screams
In the Dead of night
When you sleep
And feel safe
In you bed so warm
Im so cold
Cold like a winter night.
Life is a Virtue,
Not a right,
Some thing Given,
But just as Quickly Taken,
By Lust,Greed, and Addiction
For when taken by one,
You are not man
but Monster
That can feel no love
Only Loneliness and lust.
There are to many Tomorrows,
and not enough today's,
so what happens when today runs out,
and there are no more tomorrows,
what happens when you realize
shes gone
and its happened all over agean
The beast
I am,
The beast,
The beast I never wanted to become,
Who am I,
I'm the one,
You don't want,
Don't need,
Don't love,
I am,
The beast no one can save,
For to many have tried,
And failed,
Who am I,
I'm who ever you want me to be.