The Silhouette

Inseparable beings of affection
That were never meant to be
Volcanic voices of exploding light
Pleads us to cease

Volcanic voices, exploding lights
Volcanic voices pleads us to cease

The force draws us nearer
Magnetically
Our scars adorn the impending disaster

A silhouette of past times
That surely reminds me of you
And then we were entangled
A devotion so grand and so true

But we are indifferent and deafened
But we are empowered by empathy
And lack of sleep

The force draws us nearer
Indefinitely on a tether
Our scars adorn the impending disaster

A unity of mourning truthfully
The output of two people
Can never be too peaceful

The force draws us nearer
Magnetically close together

A silhouette that surely reminds me of you
Because we were devoted to something
So grand and so true

So grand and so true