Edge
When you lose all your senses
where do you turn?
When nothing's familiar
and the world simply spurns
Wandering blind, no scent that's sweet
the taste in your mouth is but deceit
The sound of silence, could it be?
lifeless touch - what has becomed of me?
Stop this insanity now, call the curtains
that is my cry, it's all that i'm certain
i'd rather die and rot in flesh
than to decay in the anguish
of a spiritual cancer
where do you turn?
When nothing's familiar
and the world simply spurns
Wandering blind, no scent that's sweet
the taste in your mouth is but deceit
The sound of silence, could it be?
lifeless touch - what has becomed of me?
Stop this insanity now, call the curtains
that is my cry, it's all that i'm certain
i'd rather die and rot in flesh
than to decay in the anguish
of a spiritual cancer
posted by Dan @ 2:53 AM
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