I can feel a deathly dose of love And I'm sure it's because I'm a fool Soothing tones emerge from your lips And I spill all the more blood for you I know what you plan to do Still I fall headfirst before the truth A thousand men have given in In your wake you leave those who adore I'm just a number in your legacy Just another black spot on the floor I could feel your hands around my neck Slowly in the darkness my weakness grew By the time the fog had lifted from me (showing the trail of dead you left behind) This song had written itself for you (this is a warning for the ones that you will find) A thousand men have given in In your wake you leave those who adore I'm just a number in your legacy Just another black spot on the floor
This was a purposeful experiment to write a dark song. I was trying to make an EP of metal songs for a side project (I was getting kind of fed up with my band) and this was the first song I wrote. It was also going to have "Betrayal?" and "Untitled" on it, as well as an instrumental called simply "Song 5." I wrote another song for it, though... (to be continued) |