Deadsoil Viper
You're leaving sterility in three dimensions
Colors vanish blurred they drain away
You're gone intensity was my intention
Isolated I cry alone I waste the day
Slowly draining away from me
Seven days a week
Twentyfour hours a day
Could I have my wasted days back?
No answers erase all I question
Isolated I cry alone I waste the day
Alone here I stay
Slowly draining away from me
I watch the process
Helpless, I watche the process
Constantly, you slip away
Slowly draining away from me
