Cacophony (The Death Of Affection)

lie with those sweet words that fall from your lips

stare so cold and calulating worht the risk

escape from this life of expectations to finally die free

the virus grows inside my head here

it makes me speak in screams and whispers

no need to aplolgize

I see deceit behind your eyes

there is nothingleft for us here

start a war

a war for two

a final suicide

I can share with you

the death of affection

under your discretion

breathe life to the lifeless

breathe life