Corpse Master - True Widow

Too late to save your life

To live is to remind

The awkward climb

And the portraiture is clear

Its the worst we’ve seen in years

Apparent tears are dry

Tonight

All ends could be just fine

If the numb could recognize

The beauty mines

So on the rider goes

At dawn when nothing moves

Unstoppable by man

Again

I don’t know weather to go

The muddy road is making me slow

And neither one is setting well

Its all me this i can tell

The dirty road and the sterile hotel

Its all in smoke and signals hell