I'm living but I'm barley alive A decade of despair is slowly dragging me by Psychologically damaged Spiritually abandoned My potential stunted, The world moves on, while the ghosts of what could have been withers and decays, in the reminiscences of all my shattered yesterdays. I have seen the final hours of my life approach, Visions of much bloodshed to come, And whats left of my innocence quickly comes undone. Mangled bodies lay broken under an unforgiving sun. This was my life and this shall be my death, This was my life and this shall be my death, This was my life and this shall be my death . I will walk the gantlet I will walk the walking dead mans path, but before I'm laid to rest, suffer the blade of my wrath. A Decade of endurance do you think that you could endure it? A Decade of endurance do you think that you could endure it? Screaming madness echoes of all that will be lost, lost my innocent's Anguished! Mind splitting agony Consumed by misanthropik intensity A rage ignites within me as i struggled to hold on to the parts of me that are really me. I have seen the final hours of my life approach, visions of much bloodshed to come, and whats left of my innocence quickly comes undone. Mangled bodies lay broken under a sun blackened sun. This was my life and this shall be my death, This was my life and this shall be my death, This was my life and this shall be my death . I will walk the gantlet I will walk the walking dead mans path, but before I'm laid to rest, suffer the blade of my wrath. A Decade of endurance do you think that you could endure it? Sometimes it feels like we are fading to a place so far away from who we really are eternally we keep on hating we cant find our smiles anymore for happiness has left us like a dirty whore this was my life and this shall be my death this was my life and this shall be my death this was my life and this shall be my death I will walk the gantlet I will walk the walking dead mans path, but before I'm laid to rest, suffer the blade of my wrath. A Decade of endurance do you think that you could endure it? I wish that i could see all the beauty, that life holds before me, but I've been lost to oblivion, in this abyss of darkness one can not see. The final blade has risen Many more will die in this prisonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
