Emotional rollercoasters suck.

[systlaine]

I seem to be on one right now, and the best way I can describe it is with these lyrics.

HIM - Soul on Fire

There's a flame that leads our souls astray

No one's safe from its tender touch of pain

And every day it's looking for new slaves

To celebrate the beauty of the grave

We are like the living dead

Sacrificing all we have

For a frozen heart and a soul on fire

We are like the living dead

Craving for deliverance

With a frozen heart and a soul on fire

And again we're falling for disgrace

And hate will shelter us from the rain

We are enslaved by the sacred heart of shame

And gently raped by the light of day

We are like the living dead

Sacrificing all we have

For a frozen heart and a soul on fire

We are like the living dead

Craving for deliverance

With a frozen heart and a soul on fire

Addicted to our divine despair

The venom of the cross we bear

The guilt will follow us to death

We are like the living dead

Sacrificing all we have

For a frozen heart and a soul on fire

We are like the living dead

Craving for deliverance

With a frozen heart and a soul on fire

With a soul on

Soul on

Soul on

Fire

Soul on fire