Bleed From Within. Empire. The Healing. Zeneszám

If this was my last day on earth, Would you even care would anyone notice.
Have I made an impact on your life what would it matter to you if I was gone.
This congress comes together to say they're final farewell.
With these words I have to make a statement its not every day you are made to realise what you have in front of you.

My wounds are healing but this bitter taste will never leave my mouth, The fury this rage that's built up inside of me, its all flooding out, I haven't lost everything, But I don't feel anything.

The thought of losing it all will haunt me, I am choking on these words the last words you ever spoke.
The hardest part is trying to forget although I will never forgive for the way you were taken from me, I am filled with reason to seek revenge.