come ye guilt.

Take the heart from a ticking clock..and in its tracks it will stop.. Like a man whoes heart has gone....he has no reason to carry on.. when its over he keeps his pride,though throw a smile its easy to hide... So watch out for the quiet ones...for its so loud when they have gone.. In memories you see their screaming souls..and the life thats left you, has left you cold.. Could have saved them..you know its true...so come ye guilt drowning you..