siren song...

more than sound and voice, was my song
more than words and fairy tales, was my song
but you took my siren song
cut out, and I feel so wrong

“It’s so hollow behind these eyes…well, I can do what I like…
smoke in my lungs, look what you’ve done…”

twisted and warped my song has become
now that you’ve taken her and broken her down
what used to please the ear, now causes pain and blood
may your ark, full of thieves, be destroyed in the incoming flood
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