and.....when the ocean washed me up onto you shore was, I then saved Oh?
loveable, liar You
whispered tales to me at night but, how come you never gave them voice Staring?
into enticing darkness you, chose to close your eyes I
could never have predicted this loss of self and time And
I am crushed against your stone (Under
the silence the, grinding silence) and
.....yes time, will float by but, never will it heal a single wound You
cannot remake this You
grind me to dust with your pain Now
will, you let me have mine And?
you still, standing there swept, in your moth-eaten pride I:
never wanted this to be I
never wanted this And
I am crushed against your stone (Under
the silence the, grinding silence)