The Fall of Me

Our love is the shade of grey The taste stays the same again, oldest friend By way of consequence, I’ve never leave your side until the days do end Waiting for the blood to dry for this pact says loyalty will survive In case of tragedy, this is all of me, the fall of me Put fate in my hands Fade into the wind is what fortune said Waiting for hell to bend The rules they state there shall be no escape Everyday feels like twists of the blade by the firey depths I’ll follow you there --- The Fall of Me - Dead Quiet