On the edge of the abyss I had to realize that there will never be peace for the despicable ones we are meant to be ashes, we are meant to agonize we are meant to miss all the beauty we never had.
If I fight the dirt within I´ll tear myself apart, but I´ll stay strong: Evil shall with madness be expelled.
Precariousness is my choice to be free free from the falsity of sanity Sanity judges my chaotic state of mind My mind is the only thing that keeps me warm but warmth makes my infamies become truer The truth is that I am vile and hateful Hatred makes me as parasitic as all other corpses
All around me inevitably falls and escapes my will to stand my ground All the pain I have endured these years has a strong bitter taste of doom All worthlessness covering my life has finally crossed the pores of my skin
I cannot control the polarity changes of my pointless sadness There are too many scars that must be healed in the deepest of my sorrow I´m burnt and nobody notices the smell of burning flesh, It seems I´ve transfigured into some kind of muse on decadence
Mother I´ve lost the way back home I forgot the reasons to live Oh, Father I know the end is near I can feel the lack of strength in me I hope one day you can finally forgive my insolence, I beg fate let you forget this disgraceful being I represent.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
