s i l e n c e b r o k e n b y c r i e s
She hasn't spoke much since the night
I found truth amidst her lies
Her elegance and grace are gone
A befouled bed, lieth upon
She's sorry for her sins
Though unspoken, I am sure
She won't hurt me again
Not after the last time
When all her promises are broken
And every empty word that once stood has fallen
A lifeless face bereft of all humanity
I relive this horror every night
Cold and bedridden she stays
Still and silent as her grave
She doesn't leave warm meals for me
Seldom does she seem to clean
She'll be on her feet again
With elegance, return to grace
I still recall the scent
A putrid one replaced
I can hear what she would say if she could speak
Of how I wished for this and the blame is for me
How could this be?
I relive this horror every night and day
I recall when I burst through the door
No use in your words
No use in your silence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
Oh how she weeps and how he bleeds
Begging for mercy, futile pleas
Within these walls shall you be
Evermore
A wretched union of dark red beads
Bleed through the bedsheets, sinking deep
Together at last, in blood spilled on the floor
Whore
Whore
I found truth amidst her lies
Her elegance and grace are gone
A befouled bed, lieth upon
She's sorry for her sins
Though unspoken, I am sure
She won't hurt me again
Not after the last time
When all her promises are broken
And every empty word that once stood has fallen
A lifeless face bereft of all humanity
I relive this horror every night
Cold and bedridden she stays
Still and silent as her grave
She doesn't leave warm meals for me
Seldom does she seem to clean
She'll be on her feet again
With elegance, return to grace
I still recall the scent
A putrid one replaced
I can hear what she would say if she could speak
Of how I wished for this and the blame is for me
How could this be?
I relive this horror every night and day
I recall when I burst through the door
No use in your words
No use in your silence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
No more use for you at all
It all just turned to violence
Oh how she weeps and how he bleeds
Begging for mercy, futile pleas
Within these walls shall you be
Evermore
A wretched union of dark red beads
Bleed through the bedsheets, sinking deep
Together at last, in blood spilled on the floor
Whore
Whore
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Writer(s): Seth Woods
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