Into the deepest cavities of conscience autodestructive impulses harbour flowing In an intoxicated state where absolute unreasonableness predominates Trying to hide its desperation when facing peaceful situations Rage starts to gnaw its own bones Fear becomes an auto-aversive feeling There's no mercy for the inactivity in ones' self.
The solutions contain a large range of tortures Fear can be inhaled from the blood showing The impassivity with the tolerance superimposed to one's self There's no member left in my body that hasn't been tasted The cutting edge of remorse
Putrefaction feeds an aura saturated with violence The organs ceased to bleed Only the purity of a hurt body And a soul to be executed A martyr of auto-indulgence
I can't stand anymore the shouts of what could have been To be a victim if myself for a whole life I will taste the last bullet in my head More than any other experience
A concise and defined death for a life Full of doubts and regretsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
