Letra de Mathematics Of The Storm

I'm nothing
Dead
I'm dead
I'm dead to you
You're nothing
Your friends and children are nothing
Without a shape or form
I am nothing but awakened dream
I sigh as I observe
The mathematics of the storm
Which is all that we are
I want my particles to dissolve into the fire
I want to kneel before you and be the broken one. repulsive useless waste of oxygen...
Just kidding, you are perfect just the way you are