How do you feel today? How are you? Are you alright?
Does it feel nice to put dirt on my grave? Do you even care that you are guilty? Do you know What you have taken from me? How does it feel to be a murderer?
I remeber the time you took my soul I remember the day you blustered me out Can't stand the arrogance you carry God I hate you Although I think I'm your friend
I ripped out my flesh in anger The hate destroyes me inside
Every word you speak to me brings pain Every second of silence brings pain Every minute you're there It feeds the ache Every minute you're not there I suffer inside
Do you even care about the dead bodies around you? The trace of blood that shines on your hand so bright How much of my soul will you take until you realise What you are What you do What is your guilty messTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
