Lotto greasy Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son

resent a sense of feeding, demanding bleeding
unhinged a savage seeks a quest
hollow hearts, rapid beating
the pulse is high its never ceasing
this cannot be a false pretence

as people arise I feel it

stone cold, a passive disease, no chance of healing
you'll wonder if this is the end
the void submit to pass through
fear the eyes staring at you
a time of unrivalled despair

as people arrive I feel their stare

you lived a life in chains
your master could not save
you'll lose the grasp of gain
no method to your rage

you die a dea

(Hall, Moreland, Smith, Gorrie,
Carey, Afanasieff)

Another day and I'm spending
time alone
I called you place and there was
no one home
I've been laying low but I'm
thinking of you
Out there by yourself trying to find
something new
Girl I thought what we had was so
good that I'd never hear you say no
And for all that is worth, I can't
think about ever letting go
But I'm lost for the words that I
need to get over the way I feel
I can't do it by myself
Girl I really need you her

Help me find a way to our heart
Help me find my way