"Twelve" by Seven Nations
Out from the ashes of gray desire
Out from the dream and into the fire
I said a lot--it won't mean a thing
After she's gone, these words will sting
No gods could be that cruel to me
No gods could be that cruel to me
Six minutes gone--and I'm still alive
And who would have thought that I could survive
With pieces of eight and odd bits of string
All I remember when I hear her sing
No gods could be that cruel to me
No gods could be that cruel to me
And I blame the sun
And I blame the moon
I blame myself
And I blame you
Twelve minutes gone, and I'm still alive
And who would have thought that we would survive
With all lines repeating and nothing rehearsed
I feel so stupid; I feel I'm cursed
I don't want to think anymore
I don't want to think anymore
No gods could be that cruel to me
No gods could be that cruel to me
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