Take these empty words and carve them into your arm Exude the salty tears of a mirrorless heart In sorrow, anguish and agony Teeth clamped on the muzzle
Eyes as cold and rigid as the barrel engulfed Fading will to fight, to feel
To struggle from this rope as it goes taught And breath escapes
And I wish to escape too but I cannot, even in death I suffer Iron blood trickling down my throat Fuck you all in retrospect
An exorcism of moral treasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
