Dark Roasted Rock. Served in Your Face.



I'm all alone
The walls keep whispering your name
Constant crushing sorrow
forcing me to stay awake

upon the ashes of your flame
The dreams of tomorrow

were killed at daybreak

The sun is still below the horizon

Crimson waves

They are showing me the way
I've been longing to see you
and this will be the day

But the sun is still below the horizon

I lay down a rose on your grave
and wish I had a soul to save
See you soon on the other side

I'm setting sail on the morning tide
for the hereafter