Lyrics
stitching wounds in my dark tomb with rigid thread meaningless it seems
stitching wounds in my dark tomb with rigid thread meaningless it seems
where is truth? where does it abide?
frozen in ice too much for my fragile shell curses and condemnation flood my mind
where does it abide?
in me there is no truth, no love, no light.
a famine in my soul led astray, so far from home.
I will go back to the one I feared since boyhood, expecting pain and the cold to remain I said his name. A gush of warmth enveloped my heart melting the ice and destroying the dark. this is where truth is this is where it abides in your arms covered by wings full of love.
24 май 2024