Heartbeat

Synchronized From birth 'till death Sympathize When death takes its hold Its toll Foretold

With the high spring tide In red Quite hard I tried To console myself that nothing's wrong

Welcome this world A child can't smile When first from the womb And neither can we Years out, and far gone Construct the tomb For this child's heart beats in vivace

In an instant While every bottle breaks Sending a red spray Of Chianti and Cabernet And every glass shatters But it doesn't matter Because I'm out of my body Looking at rage, destruction, and devastation

In my heart I'm dead I've lost my mind This noose hangs by one thread

Your song is three minutes long With no premise Your song, my son, is over