Eaise the tide for everytime i fall Drown myself for the wretched fate Fail to see the enemies Claw inside the inner me
I tend to think in black and white A greyscale and a touch of red
Life hollow, no surrounding Time is out, room is void Absence in my sight
I'm following my shadow Making sure that the light's Always on my back
Left the surface to sever a day From last and tomorrow, zetetic for clues Underground and into time Set my sights, (but) rights denied
I tend to think in black and white A greyscale and a touch of (the) red
As I try to be martyrising me Why can't I see I cannot limit myself to this
I'm set to suffer, I I'm set to do my time (my time)
Witches, demons come to me Join my ride, pass through spite Late in time I'll burn my soul To wander through the atmospheric sphere I will not look at the facts, I will not justify To fulfill all your wishes (re)defining Moral Evasion
And the truths remain concealed In depth forever moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
