Vanished

Front Line Assembly

We cling to each other

like a child and a mother

a desperation of seperation

I feel i'm going under



to the left to the right to the middle

my head is spinning around

to the left to the right to the middle

I am going under ground



untrue as true can be

we're seeking endlessly

no answers for tomorrow

we'll drown in our sorrow



Vanishing horizons

we leave each other cold

I am dying on the inside

no where left to go

the bruises on my skin

means you held too tight

the evil that you spoke of

doesn't make it right



I know what you're feeling

I know what you're thinking

I know what you're doing

I know what you're feeling



Vanishing horizons

we leave each other cold

I am dying on the inside

no where left to go

the bruises on my skin

means you held too tight

the evil that you spoke of

doesn't make it right