I'm handing in my guns now
I will stop slipping away like sand between your fingers
For better or for worse,
I yield to you
I will lay my armour down, claim the hunger and the words that were always on my mind
Any triumph breeds defeat
Any blessing holds a curse but for once I won't let go
You laugh at all my twists and turns
The stories I tell find a home in your memory
And by now it is too late to run, so I yield to you
I will lay my armour down, claim the hunger and the words that were always on my mind
Any triumph breeds defeat
Any blessing holds a curse but for once I won't let go
You see me like no other
And I have tired of staring it down, tired of turning to find it all too strong, too strong to let it go
1 | Breaker Of Worlds |
2 | Where Dream And Day Collide |
3 | Hangman |
4 | Undertow |
5 | A Different Kind Of Hell |
6 | The Eighth Wave |
7 | Desiderata |
8 | Cold stone |
9 | Hypnos |
10 | Resolution |