Torment Sorrow Misery Strife

Under dark or metal gray
I want skies of ink and blue
In this unfamiliar place
I wanna see the same anew
But I don’t know what to do
Cuz you’re bitter and you’re cruel
And I think you need a night on yourself
Torment Sorrow Misery And Strife
Screaming our way to the time of light
You used to be the beast
Now we only got the bones
Figure out what you struggle on
I guess the fake shit can’t control
What is it I have to do?
Whatever chose I have to fake
To help you get a night all for yourself