• With every ally dead to my touch
    And recovery out of my unsteady clutch
    Breathing takes away every affliction
    That your past lover caused out of deadly addiction
    Drowning is done when the breathing is stopped
    And feeling is done when emotions are dropped
    You abandon on command of your foreign god
    And ignore forced hurt without his trusty prod
    The rain strikes down and I'm still alone
    But now emotions are as good as unknown