Burning Point Walls Of Stone
Hey you, what's your name?
Never mind, to me it's all the same
May I rest, I'm feeling tired
Last in line, first in the fire
I was caught between temptation and desire
May I rest, I'm feeling tired
Between these walls of stone
A place I call home
Is that a smile on your face
Or just distorted image filled with hate
You can't hide the pain
It reflects from you
So cold, blood in your veins
Break me and you'll be crushed by shame
I can't hide the pain that reflects from you
... No more playing with my desire
Leave me and I'll be free
So cold, the one who stole the fire...
