You´re feeling weaker and begin to sweat You´ve forgotten the horror But it´s not over yet You´ve forgotten the sins of your former past life And now your are done in by the slice of a knife
You cry out, like a helpless child Rest your eyes but just for awhile Prepare yourself for you are unknown To the many ones who hear your groan
´Cause it´s too late to pray It´s your turn to pay Now your the prey In this infinite matinee
It´s all coming back so fast so clear Ending your life with death by fear It seems as though you can´t recall Your final plea or your beckoning callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
