I could stand on the highest mountain, the highest point in the world, and I would still feel so low. I can see the depths of the ocean from there, and it is terrifying. I need some sort of change, some sort of reason to want to wake up. The air is so thin I'm always gasping for life, From up here I can smell the smoke from the fires I started. The burning smell of hearts sour's my face. There's reasons for my actions, it haunts me in my sleep. I am obsessed with devastation, the vessels in my eyes start to strain the tears flood my face, my breath smells of hate and disgust with the fact that I reside here living here with you, under the pressures of walking with this burden on my back this weight on my chest and these shackles binding me to earth. I'm standing still while the rest of the world had left me behind. The people of this planet had let me down, so I will not treat you with respect or even shake your hand, you made me so damn bitter so I fled to higher land, now I stay in seclusion claiming mountains as my home. But when I'm forced to face the end I will bring you down with me , when we meet on common ground facing this horizon. Drown in these crashing waves, I will not lend a hand, the world spit in my face and I'm not afraid to watch it die.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
