So this is loneliness. I’ve grown too fond of this. Now i thirst for loveliness, to drink it's beauty. i’ll never fill my cup if i can’t seem to free my frozen heart. Torturous veins tangle this body. A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. So this is loneliness. I know this all to well. Wrap me in your wings of amity. Torturous veins tangle this body. A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. Isolation is a four letter word. Through my bloody hands i see my heart reach the ground. No one is there to pick it up from the floor. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/after_the_burial/isolation_theory.html ]