Letters From The Fire - Ties We Sever

Its half past 3 am. and your letting your conscience ring
Silent missed calls, why wont you answer the phone?
Someone is worried sick but the tempting fragrance lured you in
On knees you crawled, consumed by the guilt you own.

Release the pressure
Unspoken secrets weigh you down
The ties we sever
Will find their way and hunt us down

Whose knocking at the door and begging to be let in
Obsession grows a super natural desire
Writing on the floor, it warns of a violent wind
Crimson will flow, to drown in a bed of lies

Release the pressure
Unspoken secrets weigh you down
The ties we sever
Will find their way and hunt us down

A taste of hell, has fell on you
The one you adore, now sees it all
Its standing there, staring at you
Cant hide no more, not anymore

Release the pressure
Unspoken secrets weigh you down
The ties we sever
Will find their way and hunt us down