Through dead eyes I see what you've become,
Weak and vile to me; nothing that you can resist,
Your pain I can't heal; your own choice your destiny?
Still I do my best for you.
Holding on through the storm,
Giving all I have for you I can't decide if I`m holding on for you,
Or if I see myself,
Walking in your path again have I become you? Living on through you.
Giving me another confession,
How you lied of your redemption,
How did we turn into this hatred?
Gonna lose it all,
As I think of that conversation,
Whispers of another generation,
Pushing for a conclusion,
Fighting for the power that could end it all.
As I fade you're dead unto these eyes. |
