Torture Paroles

It's torture

Never considered it futile to carry the weight of your pain
A gift conceived by angels
Dark blessings offered in vain

I stood outside when the roof gave in
You called from the wreckage you were lying in
You were out of reach and were out of time
But I took it all and towed that line
You held my hand and pulled me down with you

It's torture
I cower when you're near
It's torture
The scars born out of fear
The horror
Your soul so black and chilled
It's torture
I can't stop what can't be killed There's no love in this violence
No love anymore