Sorrow - Reverend Bizarre

Lying on my bed alone in the dead of the night

Torturing myself with thoughts of her

Like a silent breeze of poisonous air, the sorrow comes

All those memories of better times fill my mind

How little I understood back in those days

Now, when all is gone, I see the value of everything that I have lost

Still, her eyes are haunting me when I try to sleep

In the silence of the night, I hear her voice

I know the day won’t come that I am done with this longing

A night like this, I wish I could find my way out of this world

No matter how hard I try to forget and clear my mind

The sorrow comes

The sorrow of being left behind

The sorrow of the destroyed dream

The sorrow when all trust is gone

The sorrow giving birth to the will to die

Ooh, I know I should move forward and give something new a chance

But I am unable to break these bonds of what once used to be

Sometimes I can’t help thinking there is only one way out

Through my own sorry death, in the hands of Azrael