Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold Why do I not escape? Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold I'm the scourage of my self made walls
Shadows of the past thrown on me And break my walls All the time that has passed However the pain is not less Hopelessy caught in emptiness
Recognition of boredom /2x
Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold Why do I not escape? Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold I'm the scourage of my self made walls
Dreams of hope came up And let me fall again even deeper Into the band of pain Steel colors my skin deep red No death, but eternal toture
Recognition of boredom /2x
Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold Why do I not escape? Arms are weak my feet are stiff and cold I'm the scourage of my self made wallsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
