Colonel Mustard in the Conservatory With the Lead Pipe - Buried In Verona

Try to hold on to skin deep memories

Nothing speaks or gets a mention

Cold and dark blinds eyes suspicious

Bleeding wounds in time will heal

All others gas away

We rose out from our deepest grave

Left shedding light on darker days

Deflecting all the hate always

And now we rise, we rise out, deflecting all the hate, all the hate

Once were deeper than I could have imagined

With what my life has never had

Looking back at severed ties now

See black consume it all

Drowning inside the silence I won’t snap

I will rise above this

Drowning inside the silence I won’t snap

I will rise above this

We rose out from our deepest grave

Left shedding light on darker days

Deflecting all the hate always

And now we rise, we rise out, deflecting all the hate, all the hate

Try to hold on to skin deep memories

Once were deeper than I could have imagined