You stoked the fire,
That burned within me,
A light that caused,
My foes to feel envy.
To tell you that,
I'm grateful is a lie.
You left me alone,
In heartache to die.
As clear as my mind,
(Not very clear at all)
It's easy to find,
(Not easy at all.)
A sense of ease,
(No ease at all)
To be pleased,
(Not pleased at all)
In this time of grief,
Of Pain,
Of Mourning,
Of Seething,
Of Crying,
Of Sighing,
Of Lying,
Of Lashing,
Out,
In,
Up,
Down,
Side,
Ways,
And,
Far,
Between,
The,
Lines,
Of,
Grief...
That burned within me,
A light that caused,
My foes to feel envy.
To tell you that,
I'm grateful is a lie.
You left me alone,
In heartache to die.
As clear as my mind,
(Not very clear at all)
It's easy to find,
(Not easy at all.)
A sense of ease,
(No ease at all)
To be pleased,
(Not pleased at all)
In this time of grief,
Of Pain,
Of Mourning,
Of Seething,
Of Crying,
Of Sighing,
Of Lying,
Of Lashing,
Out,
In,
Up,
Down,
Side,
Ways,
And,
Far,
Between,
The,
Lines,
Of,
Grief...
