A tide of red consumes, blinding my eyes to the future price I feel my flesh swell with malice It's the war of sin on sin
The devil of my being is poised like ice on my shoulder Whispering his hymns of hate He's a grotesque figure of disgust He's the impulse through my veins For too long now he's been ignored I feel the time has come to hear what he has to say
Gathering the nails that will forever hold the coffin shut I thousand to silence the guilty, but only one to leave my mark A tide of red consumes, blinding my eyes to the future price Again, my flesh swells with malice They'll repent thir sins through mine
It's a quest for peace through this pain of yours A burial of the hatchet so to speak I'm losing my faith to the voice of ill reason It's a two-sided story with one ending and it's mine
Yes, there is room for regret But the gleam is so inviting M blood runes cold to the boil I will ride the silver shards
Hold out my hand to those who might share the page And turn my back on those who would shun my rage
The tides of retribution can be foul But when I'm forced to wear your thorns as a crown My darker half makes light to it all But the price is high for this short lived peace of mind And my spirit is at low tide My shoulder is bare and I'm paying the price Until my bitter endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
