The Next One to Go - Amoral

Always knew that this day would come,

When my muse would stop calling,

Now its here and I’m feeling numb

Like a tower that’s falling

I can hear all my demons laugh

They know how I’m hurting

I could pray but it’s no use now

The end is here

Close my eyes but the notes won’t come,

Where they used to come easy

All these words that I’ve written down

Not one that would please me

I could pray, but its no use now

The end is here

I should have been creating

for a rainy day

Write down the words when

I had something to say

Now there’s a dry spell heading my way

Let me lay this cliché on you

You’ve heard it before, it ain’t nothing new

Better say what you have to say,

do what you have to do

The next one to go could be you