To hate your self and to misjudge The cause of things on their behalf To treat your own blood with hate And bite the hook dropping the bait
And search your soul in games of fate To cease the day and seal the dream To lose your faith there's no redeem How could this be? An awkward scheme
I need your lie, truth seems dim In thoughts you sink in wisdom's battlefield My faith is lost, your restless evil laugh Your wrath unleashed, the war began
To take the blame and hush the truth To wash in sin refuse the loot And raise your eyes higher than high Just to once more spit at the sky
Pull through the rapid ways of life Your sense of loss is growing And emo-state so wet You speak the words of early birth But still a death is coming Your war-like instinct fed
Delude the one that fears for you Bury the tears that drip in you The rain has stopped but there's no sun Your wrath unleashed, the war began.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
