Feelings of my inner sense Were flowing through my mind Coming out through my hands Written down, a thousand lines Those pages were the mirror of my consciousness
People of all kinds, of all religions Were judging the emotions in my book, yeah
Interpretation of my words A religious order claimed their deity was hurt So they called it, the book of lies And their verdict was, this man had to die
All the time I have to run 'Cause they chase me with a gun I hope, this anguish will disappear 'Cause all my days are filled with fear
I'm running / I'm hiding / I suffer / I'm dying
Feelings of my inner sense Were flowing through my mind Coming out through my hands Written down, a thousand lines Are reflections of my consciousness
Searching for a way out of this nightmare A last resort that gives me peace of mind, yeah
And once again I'll write those words With the conclusions drawn The lessons I have learned They won't call it, the book of lies This book won't be the cause of my demise Nevermore I'll live in sorrow
I'm looking forward for tomorrow Nevermore I'll never have to run Since my new life has begun I hope I'll never have to fear My judgment day that's coming near
Searching / for answers / the essence /of writing / no more / denying / my inner / voiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
