Feel your skin so cold on mine
Holding tightly once again but never to let go of light
Feel the skin it's cold and thin
Burning thoughts inside my head
In your veins as you grow old
The serpent shedding its skin now to drag me down into the mud
I'll save you from the hell that keeps your soul locked deep and
A way that I may keep your soul alive
And I will charm the dead with my mournful soulless song
Heard my cries too many times
Fear is falling off my flesh if I fall down to this hand now
Was the sound of my own lyre
I will give her up to you for she has fallen down to me
I'll save you from the hell that keeps your soul locked deep and
A way that I may keep your soul alive
And I will charm the dead with my mournful soulless song
I turned and looked and now I am without
My beloved have I let you down
So Cast Me Down and give me a way out
And now I will resist temptation
Beckoned by harlots who feast on their own
So shout me down and cast me to be judged
There I will dwell in Elyse
My beloved have I let you down
So Cast Me Down and give me a way out
WRITERS
Alex Hughes, Gabriel Perez, Jordan Hughes, Turner Thomas