Do you remember what we used to have? As if all our dreams were possible. All that existed was you and I but distance has torn us apart. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share Image
From sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution, from sorrow to serenity, its on your head. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Numb and broken, here I stand alone. Wondering what were the last words I said to you. Hoping, praying that I'll find a way… — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
This distance, this dissolution I cling to memories while falling. Sleep brings release, and the hope of a new day. Waking the misery of… — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Jump, jump jump on the tiger. You can feel his heart but you know he's mean. Some light can never be seen - yeah! — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Can we start again? We thought love was everlasting. Can we start again? What we had just can't be wasted. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Will you rise or become a slave to self righteousness. Open up your heart and gaze within. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Can we start again? Go back in time to where we started. Can we start again? What we had can't be discarded. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
It won't be long, we'll meet again. Your memory is never passing. It won't be long, we'll meet again. My love for you is… — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
There is love burning to find you. Will you wait for me? Will you be there? — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
Between the velvet lies there's a truth that's hard as steel The vision never dies Life's a never ending wheel - yeah! — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
It's your choice, point the finger but it's on your head. Your destination is a choice within yourself. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
This is my last serenade. I feel you as you fall away. This is my last serenade. From yourself you can't run away. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
What would I give to behold the smile, the face of love? You never left me. The rising sun will always speak your name. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
This revelation is the death of ignorance. Tangled in a state of suffocation. Slave to self righteousness. Damnation is on your lips. — Killswitch Engage Copy Share
