Alone I stare at the hallowed life accumulating in my hands.
Forever is just their passive word to describe this unholy nothing that's been left behind.
Forever to be left behind for both weak and strong.
To drain of life and remember.
An empty act of remembrance for my own selfishness.
Falling towards darkness never came quite this easily.
So at this time I keep it close and hold it for what it is worth.
Seasons of joy I beg for your return, your return to invoke my collapse.
I beg for your patience, I beg for your ever-insuring guidance.
But leave her angelic tone behind so that I may still stumble on these broken knees.
Love is spoken with such jealous disgust.
All in hope for the comfort of a pale hand to caress these lonesome and solace eyes.
For only seven nights I lived with the stars, in seven nights I watched them fade away.
A burning past I will abandon to just live with relief, but with three chosen words I slit my own throat.
I slit my own throat.


Lyrics submitted by Lanimilbus

Killing In The Month Of July song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain