The Hope Conspiracy

Blood poured from the core, raining down painting completion, crush this love dead heart, let the rapture shift to sorrow, betray, deceit, wolf in sheep's casting, dreams of yesterday cut deep, bleed me dry, empty, hollow, cold and callous, make me whole once again, you can shut it off, all those feelings, you can put it away, all those memories, driving nails through my heart, with a smile, reality ripped our heaven apart, gutless as we tear it down, sleepless, finding comfort in nothing, knowing who and what we are, and I just talk in circles, empty a feeble skin, aloft these winds of torment, hollow a blackened heart, tear it out, it meant nothing.