Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead
Without thought, without voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
I was working on this one for quite a while in little pieces when I had the time for it. Featuring Larry and his past which made him the way he is.
Waking up in the thousands of death, in sorrow and pain as a young without hope for the future at a darker spot of a fur farm cage.
The screams of the dead, the tortured wakened great anger, and the world Shattered when he tasted the blood of the night.
He lives, he survived but his soul carries the darkness of his Past.
Dedicated to Alex!