My mind is burning, slowly sinking away All of these thoughts inside my head are breaking from the shallow grave
What is this agony? My life is a mess I cannot think about it one more day with all those monsters All I hear are footsteps coming This is it; just set me free
Drag me out and leave me for dead At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory Crying out in vain in a nothing that was A sickness without sense; illness of the mind Is this the curse of humankind?
I've always tried to scream but silence destroys And it's too late to save my life so I'll just keep on drowning Rest your head and raise your hands up On your knees, just pray for me
Drag me out and leave me for dead At least the blood wasn't on my hands
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory Crying out in vain in a nothing that was A sickness without sense; illness of the mind Is this the curse of humankind?
How have we gotten here and how do we find our way out? A life that cease to be for me and now I'm out there, here's my plea
The lives you lead are all the same No discourse direction, a semblance of pain And now, I'm full of empty rooms Wasting away and hiding from your truth
The end of reality engulfs my suffering Where the consequences lead to a tragic and painful death A disease whose creator was darkness herself An illness for which there is no remedy or relief It's pointless to prey, the gods won't hear me over the voices sounding in my head They cause my memories and days to become the remains of sunken ships Which are lost in the depths of great despair Insanity is like a moth that descends upon my shoulder It slowly turns into a black raven wrapping its wings around me With every passing day it becomes more difficult to hold its weight At one point this heavy burden prevents me from breathing It makes everything around me colourless And turns me into a ghost who submits to demented thoughts of existence And In the end, it will finally sink its fangs into me Draining my mortal blood so I may bleed no more Bringing a depressive madness An illness of the mind Or the sickness without sense
Where has my peace gone? A distant memory, Crying out in vain in a nothing that was A sickness without sense; illness of the mind Is this the curse of humankind?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
