Blinded, erase what was Stillborn, I have become. The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone. I've waited here for you for so very long. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
So empty, just a shell of a man. Stillborn, this I understand. The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone I've waited here for you for so very long. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
So many people all at once who I once was has died. Never feel the ills of breakin' down. Calloused & petrified. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Walk through the streets that know your name. All that's pure is now insane. Step inside, I've been waiting here for you. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Living, fighting, obsessing. Just as long as I can share it all with you. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Blinded, erase what was Stillborn, I have become. The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone. I've waited here for you for… — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Underneath where you shall crawl. Flying so high, you'll never fall. Step inside, we've been waiting here for you. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
I've been around this world, yet I see no end all shall fade to black again and again. This storm that's broken me, my… — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Bow down, you chose your maker. Never gives, he's always the taker. Electric burns that fuel the fire. It's just your suicide messiah. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Crawl through the things that eat your flesh. Drown in my waters that know you best. Step inside, I've been waiting here for you. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
Fire it up, let the engines roll. It's time to burn it down. Keep bleeding on 'til the day you die. Forever love it… — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
On the verge of a breakdown. Run down, bludgeoned, and beat. All the things that you once held. Lying dead before your feet. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
In this river all shall fade to black. In this river ain't no coming back. Withdrawn a step away just to find myself. The… — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
All that shines turns to rust. All that stands in time turns to dust. — Black Label Society Copy Share Image
