There’s only so many days
There’s only so many ways
There’s only so much one can take
Before ever realising what’s at stake
This realisation of truth
Before the blood runs cold
The ever lasting agony
Before the heart is forever sold
This continuum before final breath
Attracts the need of this release
An ever lasting expression in death
Asunder this body as one can cease
There’s only so many days
There’s only so many ways
There’s only so much one can take
Before ever realising what’s at stake
Pound, pound, pound as the heart beats on
Struggle for breath as the last step is upon
The mind that sees only the desire for finality
Conjured, irresistible and needing for this fatality
There’s only so many days
(Pound, pound, pound as the heart beats on)
There’s only so many ways
(Pound, pound, pound as the heart beats on)
There’s only so much one can take
(Pound, pound, pound as the heart beats on)
Before ever realising what’s at stake
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