Verge Of Tragedy Songtext / Lyric

The pressure building up in blood flow

The pushing right behind the eyes

Teeth chattering as if the snow blows

Emotions over flowing time



A stirring pot of plasmic chemicals

The nauseous feeling in the gut

Fingers are numb and hair is standing

The strongest urge to feel the cut



Right on the verge of tragedy

All senses feel intensity






There are no words to start the calming

There is no exercise of mind

Here's hoping it will let the course flow

And dissipate in ample time



Loss of control is very frightening

All thoughts to how to make this end

The wave of heat comes without timing

Irritating uninvited friend



Right on the verge of tragedy

All senses feel intensity



Cold sweat and everything goes silent

Black spos that cover everything