In this rotting century of hate Your troubled mind My troubled mind Our troubled minds This world is full of suffering The misery is taking me under Now it's spreading And swallows everything
Standing here alone on the edge Descending into the darkness Standing here alone on the edge Descending into the darkness
The voices are deceiving This isn't me I'm sinking In a rotting century of hate Estrangement from reality Fading away into nothing I didn't want to feel Or remember
Standing here alone on the edge Descending into the darkness Standing here alone on the edge Descending into the darkness
Demons are calling me They dig in their nails And pull me away Demons are calling me All I see is the end Just a way to escape
I don't eat I won't sleep for days, I didn't want to feel. I didn't want to dream, In this rotting century. I didn't want to remember anything, anymore I didn't want to be a part of it This rotting century of hate
Demons and black dogs A torture without mercy The coldest darkest place Demons and black dogs A torture without mercy The coldest, darkest, placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
