Your Strain Lyrics

Atsphear Your Strain

Moans because demise of a beloved
His life has been shattered
Victim of her worry
And you're thinking that did the better
Die! Die!
His shame was your proud
Your eyes
Shed awful scarlet tears
What did you listen inside of you?
You used my heart and shut my mouth
I never felt you gaze
Though you loved me
Hear this words of relief
Coming out like the rain...

...It's my last goodbye