How can you define a man, If not by the taste of his own words And as long as life might span We reign upon this faux enclosed Destiny, I laugh at thee Your reign of terror soon to pass I now declare thy chains removed This broken oath benign the past
It comes as no surprise Like biting bullets, grinding teeth Your called reclusion lingering A sliced promise to a sliced wrist
These loathing smiles I will delete Your grudging grasp now obsolete Torn apart beneath the unlearnt history Bombardment of these past mistakes I light a match to your oily wake Treachery, sweet treachery
An endless line of failure stands In front of what you comprehend Majestic impotence of acts Next to the trust you seem to lack
Like mother that forsakes her son In a trash can down the street A crime that cannot be undone Atrocious vow, splendent defeat
Condemned the partners you betrayed In your smothering serenade Breathing just this foul adultery To put an end to your charade Sever the ties with a scorning blade Treachery, of sweet treacheryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
