And Since Forgotten

Stare at the broken reflection

Wishing we were lost

Here lies the album

Torn pictures now seem shot

Begging now for what we live for

Counting down the collapse of the floor

Closer now the nauseas creep

Quiet now we softly speak

My myth, your magic

Not quite the way we palnned

Last kiss, seems tragic

Can't this cure the damned

My myth, your magic

Will you ever understand

Last kiss, seem tragic

Am I the weaker man

When every nightmare calls out to you

I'll be far from here

Exhaust the roots of confession

Before the dead appear

Seamless portraits hide much more

What I have in store

Dying moment, will it ever end

This sickness, contagious

This hate within