Allowance from Bleeding I by Twisted Ecstasy

Frostbitten feet and the bloodflow returns,
Left here I feel it burn and burn and how could you allow this?

There’s no escape,
Impending fate trapped inside these fences,
There are no defences for anyone who needs it,
How could you allow this?

How could you allow this?
And how could you create this?
And how can you not hate this,
Not hate this,
Not hate this like you hate them,

The only chance of freedom is grabbing the wire,
The only fate they won’t desire as my insides feel on fire,
How could you allow this?

Locked in a room and left in the black,
Food for a slow and torturous attack,
So many cries,
Everybody dies,
The children, the grandmothers, the parents and lost lovers,
Half an hour of pain,
How could you allow this?

Bodies piled like bonfire stock in the medow,
That’s not snow it’s innocent ash…

It's innocent ash...

• Rock
• garage rock
• garage rock revival
• goth
• psychedelic
• songwriter
• United Kingdom