And the pain is fire and ice
And the blood is wet and hot
Diluted by my tears
Flowing with my fears
Where is the solace?
There can be no respite
Numb to any answer
Blinded by the light.
And the voices keep on calling
Tormenting visions fill my head
Feeding on my wounds
My soul almost consumed
Where is the warmth?
There can be no inner peace
Locked within my heart
Holding emptiness tight
And his loss bleeds me dry
My anguish calls his name
Silence answers only
So lost and so lonely
Why did I walk away?
The price I cannot pay
Caged inside this hell
Giving up the fight
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