Darkness crawls into across my door, fading the light at sun dawn. I see the scratches on the wall, Drafting my dreads in line bold. Now I can hear it!
Voices keep singing in my mind, words of sweet death are whispered. These empty eyes now look so blind, weeping they point to nowhere. No, I can't beat it.
Who will slain your soul and feast upon the soil? You waste time in every tear. Who will lead you back to forth upon the coil? You waste life in every tear, I'm sick of changes.
Don't let the monsters live inside, growing with fear and anger. Don't lose the chance to make them stop. No more internal damage. No, I cant take it.
Who will slain your soul and feast upon the soil? You waste time in every tear. Who will lead you back to forth upon the coil? You waste life in every tear, I'm sick of changes.
Life forces us going Spiralling down Of fire and ashes We must cease to drown
Life forces us going Spiralling down From dust and mayhem We won't be the pawn Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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