Two people fallen in love
two people grown apart
one bitter and vengeful
other a child so ingrateful
Two people
fallen in love
two people grown apart
both full of anger
both lost in the sea of sorrow
Tear falling on ones
cheek
never worth a thing
hatred as gratitude for lost time
hate, the essence of two stranded lines
You call yourself a
saint
a martyr you truly are
So cold is the truth behind the mist
the table was set for your favor
but you failed to play
fair
rejected to see the pieces that couldn't fit
Two people fallen in love
two people grown apart
one bitter and
vengeful
other a child so ingrateful
Fire burning in ones heart
never worth a thing
vengeance as gratitude for lost
time
grief, the essence of two stranded lines
So dark is the web of lies
So cold is the truth behind the mist
the
table was set for your favor
but you failed to play fair
rejected to see the pieces that couldn't fit
Two people fallen in
love
two people grown apart
one bitter and vengeful
other a child so ingrateful
Two people fallen in love
two people
grown apart
both full of anger
both lost in the sea of sorrow
