WhiteChapel

Consistent manic anger, i feel it in the air as it lingers 

As it twists me around it's grotesque fingers 

And i protest against this malevolent persistence

I take back the words that rolled off my tongue and left my lips

The world blurred with every breath from my lungs and the sky eclipsed

Our spirits wandered the forest covered in a dense snow

And i didn't know my appearance bothered you

But to be honest I've achieved a new low

They dig into this wound and let it bleed

I'm losing focus to soon and i can barely breathe

I'm in a perpetual state of mind that i continually keep crossing a line

A war is in it's prime and i'm desperate to make the climb 

Maybe there is more to life than we had once thought 

There's something greater than the punishment of a thief who got caught

And i told my spouse to confide in me as she laid in sand

But a house divided against itself cannot stand.