Stream Of Passion

Turn loose the demons
That control your ways;
Unleash your anger,
What are you waiting for?
Come on, my dear,
I can take the blow;
Blame it all on me,
What are you waiting for?
Feed on the years
Of unmeasured pain;
Burn every letter
(Oh, how we’ve done you wrong).
Connect the pieces of a master plan,
Blame me for every flaw,
What are you waiting for?
It’s my fault; it’s my own fault…
We loved till we could love no more,
We gave till we could give no more.
They brought the night,