I've always known It is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes; I'm taking my life I've always known it is too late I gladly reap what I sow So now I bid you all farewell
Blade in hand I do hesitate, Terror can be read in my face I keep forgetting that there is nothing to fear
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
I've always known it is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes I'm taking my life
I loathe all the things I see What you feel doesn't matter to me All these words and still there is nothing to hear
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
[Solo: P. Nilsson]
Churning, burning With frustration Churning I am Turning, drowned in sickness Twisting disease Swirling fever And frustration Vile infection Churning within Burning conflicts Enter death
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
Caged inside This world knows its torture tactics Born to pain but never again, noTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.