Wrecked in a dead end, by myself, in an undimensional space Like a cell, there's no light, only dark thoughs passing by Playing with me, a mind game with an ill-conditioned mind Turning days into night, carrying a burden called life
No turning back, there's no past, there are no memories left To delight, without hope, lying paralized in despair
Defiant i remain, in isolation Straight line of violation Beheaded to be awake, under repression Abolished by myself
Blood stained canvas
With no resistance When there's no substance Just for an instance Blood stained canvas
Stand full of scars, drown in blood, till you suffocate and Cut with a knife glowing with a seductive manner Red flowing free, drawing shapes, canvas like a mirror Lets you portray the atrocities embedded in your head
Break through thorns, make a choice Say no more, save yourself, begoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
