such a cliche name, I know, but its beautiful and I believe it sets a nice juxtaposition for the lyric. Yes, I horribly butchered that spelling.
And so I offer you number 2 in my experiment:
Why do I relive the pain that's been,
harbouring the tortures again.
Fading the rememnants of my mind,
pawing at the prison bars inside.
Chorus:
and they all tell me its the same
look for something different while I'm here.
I remember and it remains
all my world inside a tear.
The images all seem to outlast,
and I can't move on from what has passed.
In dark stone chambers I contemplate,
feeling the blood of my veins pulsate.
An here it is
left to open
left to see.
I miss the kiss
I am broken
I am me.
*Chorus*
These corridors echo memory,
haunted remains of what used to be.
And I am that man in the corner,
head tucked down-beneath my shoulder.
And I am
what was
never be.
Understand
because
I am me.
*Chorus*
Behind these eyes lie the accuser,
the one who lingered long over her.
And though the pain should steer me away,
its for the shame that I still stay.
Chorus 2:
It is my loss to mourn
tragedy unforgiven.
Seeing all the pain I've borne
but it's still mine to live in.
And so I walk these roads of black,
no sympathy to mark my path.
Alone to be until I part,
no need to cry o'er a forlorn heart.
*Chorus 2*
No need to complain
no need to mark my pain.
It is what I've been
it is what I remain.
*Chorus*
*Chorus 2*
. Thank you very much Sigur, I am glad that you are pleased with it, I was quite nervous, sometimes I'm pleased with a lyric and no one else is, and I do value the opinion of others.
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