When I think of Fates worse than death All I can think of Is something you said You said we were golden Bright like the sun And now I am stranded Knowing I'm not the one
An ocean of anger Flowing through me Blood-stained and broken From what I failed to see And just like a snake charmer You led me astray Living in distress Hoping help was on the way
In the midst of a storm searching for shelter I came upon one single feather A half-hearted wish for something better Gracefully cursed I thirst
Attached to the soil I'm dyed in the wool There's iron in my blood Yet so vulnerable But after I'm gone Once I finally leave You will be left alone To the wolves and the thieves.
In the midst of a storm searching for shelter I came upon one single feather A half-hearted wish for something better Gracefully cursed I thirst