Tonight is the night of decision. I stand alone looking for precision. Through lonely winter nights my soul has cried, Thousand wishes were born nascent and died.
Isn't that enough reason, for excision?
I've been dancing round in circles, Praying so loud, for miracles. There are storms in my heart. Whirlpools of bitterness refuse to depart.
Isn't that enough reason, for excision?
We were enemies at war, not lovers. Aimless and blind the consociation hovers. My emotions went through incision. Battle's over, it's time for rescission.
