There's a crimson star in my sky tonight She shines my will to fight There's an island in my sea of emptiness She wants to keep me ashored, so I go... There's a roomful of best intentions Hopelessly scenting funeral song It doesn't matter, it's on now Burning my pain of solitude I've travelled over the long distance Far beyond the wounds of dark days I've screamed the songs of broken hearts On the verge of rude awakening This poetry of ruin swaying on Ripping my guts so violently I've been waiting for so long That song to end, k** the white noise in my head Night and day, my enemies scar me Now I face my anguish alone A thousand stings cutting my chest Guiding my rage against me There's a poison pillow in my bed Stealing my dreams away Lying awake and hating the sleep It holds me until I drift away This poetry of ruin swaying on Ripping my guts so violently I've been waiting for so long That song to end, k** the white noise in my head Night and day, my enemies scar me Now I face my anguish alone A thousand stings cutting my chest Guiding my rage against me Night and day, my enemies scar me Now I fight my anguish alone A thousand stings cutting my chest Guiding my rage against me A thousand stings cutting my chest Now I face my ruin alone