Though my bloodshot eyes I look at my altar of grief and despair A progeny of misdemeanor
Pen and paper are my hands To write the anguish down All the words that I buried in my heart Incapable to tell a soul
Even as they hurt me like a blade I stood the tirade Even as sorrow turned to agony I didn't give my testimony
Distressed and upset, I hit rock bottom However my lips were sealed Sealed with ridiculous subterfuges I turned into my own sacrifice
To free me from this burden This letter is written to no one No one but myself
This is my catharsis Cure from my disease Destroying the malignant growth That bothered me so long
Words I couldn't speak Words from within my heart Able to tear me apart
Hagridden by the inner urge To express what nobody's meant to know All the words that I buried in my heart Incapable to tell a soul
Even as they hurt me like a blade I stood the tirade Even as sorrow turned to agony I didn't give my testimony
All my distress - All the tears That no one saw in all those years Behind a mask - I hid my fears How can I clarify my soul from those memories Without losing face - Being judged for these?
This is my catharsis Cure from my disease Destroying the malignant growth That bothered me so long
Words I couldn't speak Words from within my heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
