rigormortishh
Again I've failed to protect myself from this dark abyss
Again I turned around to look for my catcher
That person that would fill up this emptiness
I witnessed it drifting by the shadows of your longing.
With his temper, he forgot who he was and what it was like to be in a room as cold as ice.
Temper we meet again
You had me a couple of times before
But now Im never going back
To that place I used to call my own
Adieu