Blood in veins, like the submissive raging truth. A kind of totalitarian control. That is why my hands are stained. Rage quit, surrounded by twisted thought. The invasion of psychotic disorders. The paroxysm of despair.
The flow still running, I’m on the edge of the end. The strange path I took that led me out of control. Run, run! Fatality’s coming. Should I let this swallow me? Action is the key.
Behind the pain there’s faith. I can't go insane in this world of hate. There’s only one way out, the exit.
Is there any prerequisite to life? The anger is taking possession of me. This must happen to show your true wishes. Let’s see this unusual rain.
Which weapon would be mine?
Identities of people revealed, stay objective. To avoid any chaos, we sometimes have to create one. A service to population requested by the inside. Experience is anarchy.
Target audience, put an ear on this!
Behind the pain there’s faith. I can't go insane in this world of hate. There’s only one way out, the exit.
Is there any prerequisite to life? The anger is taking possession of me. This must happen to show your true wishes. Let’s see this unusual rain.
An outbreak of sorrow melted in distress. Did you see? Scar is a part of me… the exit.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
