| Aching, Longing Searching, hoping, One more minute One more glimpse Time elite Moments impure I cry for him I cry for love Nothing is everything My heart bound in torture Beating, pumping Only love for him The thorns of my transgressions dig into my raging heart Death a meager solitude, Hidden away. I ache. I cry. I worry so Soul, oh soul, am I not whole? I long to find my half Is he here, near Become one with me I beg I beg down on my hands and knees. Down to the depths of hell I fall Plunging deeper into this black hole It is not hell I tell but life without a soul that is whole My heart is beating, pumping Blood trickles down the binds My blood, my binds Whose thorns, all are mine. |