Isolation Theory Lyrics & Chords By After The Burial

So this is loneliness, I've grown too fond of this.
Now i thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty.
I'll never fill my cup if i can't seem to free my frozen heart.

Torturous veins tangle this.. 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.. 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.