Pain You Can't Fight

Oh god, won't show me,
directions to the cemetary.
This storm's full of rage, and won't seem to back up off me.
Though I need to escape, I need to proceed,
It's too damn cold, my heart's in a freeze.
When you're pissed you've got fire,
In a storm? it's a tease.
Still I have mercy,
And rest in false peace.




It's so much easier to walk the path of pieces, yet so much harder to walk the path of peace. Bet some of you didn't know that.