I've been feeling the way,,, I've never been feeling it that way,,,
I've dying through some moments and now shuddering them off not even leaving traces of curses,
Loosing all the curse beneath,
I'd be back again with a feisty streak.
Can't break the ice beneath hope,
Can't shine under the dark so cold.
I need air, to keep me sane, I'm turning into a hefty monster, creeping under the shivering storms,,,,
A curse to death, a pleasure to remake, a small life to live with so much to give and in return they break.
