Текст песни After The Burial — Isolation Theory

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So this is loneliness, I’ve grown too fond of this
Now i thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty
I’ll never fill my cup if I can’t seem to free my frozen heart
Torturous veins tangle this, this body
A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone
By the distancing to anyone

So this is loneliness
I know this all to well
Wrap me in your wings of amity

Torturous veins tangle this, this body
A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone
By the distancing to anyone

Isolation is a four letter word
Isolation is a four letter word

Through my bloody hands I see my heart reach the ground
No one is there to pick it up from the floor
Up from the floor

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