Desperate Soul
The heart, With fear spreading like the fragrance That attracts a predator to its prey So it triggers the coldness from inside That hunts me and you back day after day The mind, Choreographed to mimics the storm Born from the depth of the sea To down all strengths of heart And strangles the life out of me And the soul, Sneaking behind closed doors Anticipating for the strange turn Standing there in the dark Waiting for a moment to earn Desperate soul, yeah a desperate soul Governing the life over the bottomless bowl.