Saint Of Sorrow - Entwine

I feel darkness in me

Was it greater than light?

It’s fucking to decide

After all, I wanted to face my fears

Define myself in me

For no more in this to break

Sometimes I felt in spite of all

To blow my brains to the wall

No more, no more

No more hollow

No more sweet dreams to swallow

No more, no more

No more sorrow

There is an open door

So, what are you waiting for?

Now I feel the brightness in me

It is shining so black, there is no fault in light

I fall to feel myself humane

I had to face my demons to justify who I am

I do not miss that face at all

When I was near to blow my brain to the wall

No more, no more

No more hollow

No more sweet dreams to swallow

No more, no more

I’m not the saint of sorrow

Black light is the way to the door

So, what are you waiting for?

No more, no more

No more hollow

No more sweet dreams to swallow

No more, no more

I’m not the saint of sorrow

Black light is the way to the door

So, what the hell you waiting for?

I used to be liked, the piece of light that leads you through the fight

I used to be liked, the piece of light that leads you through the fight

No more, no more

No more hollow

No more sweet dreams, the swallow

No more, no more

Another saint of sorrow

The plan is wait the door

So, what are you waiting for?

No more, no more

I’m not the saint of sorrow

No more, no more

I’m not the saint of sorrow

No more, no more

I’m not the saint of sorrow