And if I could swim Id swim out to you in the ocean, Swim out to where you were floating in the dark. And if was blessed I walk on the water youre breathing, To lend you some air for that heaving Sunken chest. Cause they chose you As the model For their empty little dreams. With your new head And your legs spread Like a filthy magazine. And they hunt you And they gut you And you give in. And if I was brave Id climb up to you on the mountain. They led you to drink from their fountain Spouting lies. And Id slay The horrible beast they commissioned To steer me away from my mission To your eyes, And Id stand there Like a soldier With my foot upon his chest. With my grin spread And my arms out In my bloodstained Sundays best, And youd hold me Id remind you Who you are... Under their shell.. Id walk through hell for you. Let it burn right through my shoes. These soles are useless without you. Through hell for you Let the torturing ensue. My soul is useless without you And if they sent a whirlwind, Id hug it like a harmless little tree. Or an earthquake, Id calm it, And Id bring you back to me, And Id hold you In my weak arms like a first born. Id walk through hell for you. Let it burn right through my shoes. These soles are useless without you. Through hell for you Let the torturing ensue. My soul is useless without you
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 15:06:56 +0000