Loss - Madder Mortem

No one to trust or depend on no more

Nothing is left of what I found before

Tears of blood as I bury your name

Easier to deal with anger and shame

Cut the pleasure to the core

Am I scared or are you bored

Silently drifting, or on your shore

Why is it and who can tell for sure

Mouth made of sand and my heart made of stone

Nothing to say and the hands left alone

What did I do, did I hurt you sweet soul

All that I wanted was warmth, now it’s cold

Like forever, the rain keeps falling

Down

Like forever, it hurts

Cut the pleasure to the core

My loss