After The Burial - Isolation Theory lyrics

So this is loneliness. I've grown too fond of this. Now I thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty. I'll never fill my cup if I can't seem to free my frozen heart. Torturous veins tangle this body. A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. So this is loneliness. I know this all to well. Wrap me in your wings of amity. Torturous veins tangle this body. A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. Isolation is a four letter word. Through my bloody hands I see my heart reach the ground. No one is there to pick it up from the floor.