Nothin' Left - Symphorce

Your tales, you told me

Of monsters that filled my mind

You know i… can’t get higher

I’ve tasted pure desire

I lift up my head

To the scent of the air

The wind grows darker

Glass fingers in my hair

So much time has passed

Standing here before you

But there’s nothin' left

Like a thorn of pain in all i do

Do we love to hurt eachother

Every time you froze me out

Every punch, every shout

This is what we can share-

This is all we can lose

I lift up my head

A hatred blind

The wind grows darker

Human bondage of mankind