Hey everyone here's the deal. Frontman C posted some lyrics earlier and I really liked them so I asked him if it would be cool to do a little collaberation of lyrics. In a few hours this is what we came up with. Enjoy. Twisted Another burning tear runs down her cheek She’s trying to hold on but she feels so weak She really can't think of what hurts worse His fist, his belt or simply his words No turning back now or moving on She’s stuck in a world where she can’t belong She’s so scared and she can’t comprehend the pain She’s living in a world where it all feels so strange One movement too quick, one breath out of line He’s there with that glare in his demonic eyes And at the end of the day when it's all done and said It's quiestionable whether she'll be alive or dead For every tear that’s been shed For all the blood on your hands For every sick little thing you’ve done To make yourself feel more like a man I swear that until the day that I die I’ll make you pay for every silent cry And as I’m standing here on the cold bathroom tiles The mirror doesn’t lie to your cold twisted smile In the corner she tries to hide for the time being But she knows he'll find her eventualy She keeps telling herself 'it'll get better soon' As he succeeds in deepening every single one of her wounds Each bruise, each cut and every piece of her broken heart And every action drives them further apart She tries to claw her way back into his arms Willingly returning to his regime of harm Just so she’d have someone, anyone at all But in her mind she’s counting each day she falls Everyday she falls further into sorrow The question is will she even be here tomorrow? For every tear that’s been shed For all the blood on your hands For every sick little thing you’ve done To make yourself feel more like a man I swear that until the day that I die I’ll make you pay for every silent cry And as I’m standing here on the cold bathroom tiles The mirror doesn’t lie to your cold twisted smile And I want just another glance Another look at your bleeding hands Before I can grasp them and pull you away Save you from myself, then I'll make me pay Make me suffer for what I've done I know you think it's sick...to me...it's simply fun For every tear that’s been shed For all the blood on your hands For every sick little thing you’ve done To make yourself feel more like a man I swear that until the day that I die I’ll make you pay for every silent cry And as I’m standing here on the cold bathroom tiles The mirror doesn’t lie to your cold twisted smile I think we did quite well, wouldn't you agree Frontman C?
Woo-effin-hoo...this was a lot o' fun really glad it turned out like this...oh and...most credit's going to Hellflame there...he rewrote the verses and came up with his very own part...awesomeness thanks to him