Paroles de Urge Is Yearning

Volition always were your spark of life Don't mind the reprovers They only caused your metallic tears But not the sparkling grace they seed Urge is yearning And becomes woe Slowly as your search for the hated Becomes an obsession Hollow's the line of least resistance Cut the short cut to the detour Leads you to wait anf percevere You weren't meant to disappear Phoenix will always rise again