Fate - you are late You failed - and missed the date The time - is ticking failure With hands bound, air is a favor Waste - the days all end Taste - the consequence You are - what you make You made - what you hate
Come, wake up for the seventh night For the morning star grants you might
Fire - the flame within Desire - bring it in Regret - the lack of act Oh god, I hate I'm fuckin wrecked
You trained - was it enough You failed - but are you tough Stand up - to fall again Your privilege is a vicious lie, my friend The black is falling down The curtains - closing in The kings - are losing crown And the mirror amplifies your scream within
Come, wake up for the seventh night For the morning star grants you sight inside
Fire - the flame within Desire - bring it in Regret - the lack of act Oh god, I hate I'm fuckin wrecked
Train - stronger you get Slain - you comprehend Your fate - is in your hand Work your way up till the end Face - the weaker I get The more I hate - my own hatred I cannot stand and cannot act Oh god, I'm fuckin wrecked
In thirty years This is how far I got With the work of my hand And a fair share of luck With ones I love And ones who stayed The only dead weight Is my own fuckin hateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
