Through the trenches With nothing left to mourn This pain is self inflicted All prayers drift below
Excitement To suppress my need Decision to die when I sleep Devour torment smile showing teeth All I want is To be set free
Self destruction Visions pester me Self inflicted wounds you'll never see We turn to god we look above The morning star falls from the sky
I bow to no one can't you see I turned my back I don't believe All prayers sent they wither away The poison used to numb my face
Father don't you hear me Slashing at my feet Madre aren't you proud of me Wallow alone in my defeat
I beg for truth A memory I can't bear When fantasy is a curse But Reality's a nightmare I'm slowly dying rotting inside Fuck everything I had is getting back to me At last
You watched me rise through the trenches with nothing left to mourn This pain is self inflicted All prayers drift belowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
