After the Burial - Isolation Theory

So this is loneliness
I've grown too fond of this
Now I thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty
I'll never fill my cup if I can't seem to free my frozen heart
Torturous veins tangle this body
A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone
So this is loneliness
I know this all to well
Wrap me in your wings of amity
Torturous veins tangle this body
A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone
Isolation is a four letter word
Through my bloody hands I see my heart reach the ground
No one is there to pick it up from the floor

Written by:
Justin Lowe, Dan Carle, Anthony Notarmaso, Lee Floral, Trent Hafdahl

Publisher:
Lyrics © SUMERIAN MUSIC GROUP

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