Soulless
I live in fear
Hear them whispering
The hate appears
The need to share the pain
I'm the soul
Left out in the cold
Bleached and hollowed bones
Soulless I'm the fool
And still they wail
My name in blood entreat
And flailingly
Howl into the wind
I'm the soul
Left out in the cold
Bleached and hollowed bones
Soulless I'm the fool
Writer/s: Incert Coin
