This shard of glass reflects only poorly The terror that I have become Its razor edge elicits longing Beckons of release from pain
The memories are a plague to me My regret destroys respite Ghostly figures accuse me of my sin And no release can there be
Offering confidence Offering certainty Offering complete total sleep
No choice remains Driven unto murder Consumed with a burning rage That makes me stronger It gives me purpose A captive bound to serve and die
I am the beast that does its bidding I am the monster I abhor I sanctioned death. Yet I'm the instrument Fulfilling the will of others
Offering confidence Offering certainty Offering complete total sleep
Now in my cell I pray for death Now that my mind is awake Now in my pain a deep remorse For what I've done
Bathe now my wounds my love Rest my head on your hate I taste your blood on your lips The crimson of my regret
Now in my cell I pray for death Now that my mind is awake Now in my pain a deep remorse This shard of glass finds my flesh
No more confidence No more certainty Only exhilarating freedomTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
