Apostisy - The Graves We Dig

I have only my regrets!
Destroyed all I have felt!
From the graves I dig!

How could I have been so blind?
Locked myself in a fractured time.
Burned the bridges I had left,
Caused by mistakes in my past.
Never knowing how long it would last,
Took my heart from a friend I had.
Never thought I would lose in the end,
Differences created by our rifts.

How did we finally come to this?
(Bury me, bury me bury me, bury me)
Under the ground hidden are the sounds.
(Of their Screams, of their screams, of their screams)
Nothing must be seen this slate must be clean.
No love left behind,
For the deeds that I have done.

Can't heal with time,
From the graves I dig.

I held onto you so tight,
Not letting go of my pride.
Hoped you were mine to hold,
Never thought I would be so cold.
A hard obsession for life,
Now all I am left with is strife.

Under this broken ground,
Screams, but there's no sound.
Nothing must be seen,
This slate must be clean!
(This slate must be clean!)

I held onto you so tight,
Not letting go of my pride.
Hoped you were mine to hold,
Under this broken ground,
Screams, but there's no sound.
Nothing must be seen,
This slate must be clean!

How did we finally come to this?
(Bury me, bury me bury me, bury me)
Under the ground hidden are the sounds.
(Of their Screams, of their screams, of their screams)
Nothing must be seen,
This slate must be clean.

Nothing must be seen,
This slate must be clean.
(No love left behind For the deeds that I have done
Can't heal with time From the graves I dig)

No love left behind,
For the deeds that I have done.

Can't heal with time,
From the graves I dig.