Wrath
08/06/08, 02:30 PM
Showcase my ice wounds, scarred from last winter
Stationed in this dark room, my echo fades to whispers
The steady beat of your heart keeps me alive
My frozen lungs, and the rolling open fields of white
Bite your tongue baby, the river screams cold tonight.
Last time you didn't bother to save me
So hold your breath, and kick like crazy.
Chorus
Honest to god, I should have caught this flame when it was young
But for now, I'll just blame the man who blew air in your lungs
And I hope that he knows my angry tempos won't slow.
The seasons are pending and the skies are short of imperfect
This flaw you're defending, you should pray that its worth it
And the point of life is to lead one with a standing purpose.
Springs deadly catch, caught more than you could grasp
With an arrow attatched, aimed for a place where we'll last
An oasis, with liars and two faces.
You kept me around, unsure which path you will choose
But Im used to seeing the dirt fall off the soles of your shoes
Chorus
Honest to god, I should have caught this flame when it was young
But for now, I'll just blame the man who blew air in your lungs
And I hope that he knows my angry tempos won't slow.
The seasons are pending and the skies are short of imperfect
This flaw you're defending, you should pray that its worth it
And the point of life is to lead one with a standing purpose.
And now I'll pray that it was worth it x2
Stationed in this dark room, my echo fades to whispers
The steady beat of your heart keeps me alive
My frozen lungs, and the rolling open fields of white
Bite your tongue baby, the river screams cold tonight.
Last time you didn't bother to save me
So hold your breath, and kick like crazy.
Chorus
Honest to god, I should have caught this flame when it was young
But for now, I'll just blame the man who blew air in your lungs
And I hope that he knows my angry tempos won't slow.
The seasons are pending and the skies are short of imperfect
This flaw you're defending, you should pray that its worth it
And the point of life is to lead one with a standing purpose.
Springs deadly catch, caught more than you could grasp
With an arrow attatched, aimed for a place where we'll last
An oasis, with liars and two faces.
You kept me around, unsure which path you will choose
But Im used to seeing the dirt fall off the soles of your shoes
Chorus
Honest to god, I should have caught this flame when it was young
But for now, I'll just blame the man who blew air in your lungs
And I hope that he knows my angry tempos won't slow.
The seasons are pending and the skies are short of imperfect
This flaw you're defending, you should pray that its worth it
And the point of life is to lead one with a standing purpose.
And now I'll pray that it was worth it x2