The Terror That Precedes The End
I see lifeless bodies and tormented souls It doesn’t matter what makes the world dies Brilliant minds have been destroyed And the madness and the despair reaches at everybody
The dusk comes with declined stars In the insomnia which attacks my tortured mind Words become dust to the wind While birds silence
Ours souls are already waiting the emptiness And our bodies are rotting in empty scabs
A sad vision and tired of a morbid existence Of questions that will stay forever without answer
The fall of the leaves of autumn reveal our sad reality Everything which is living in this world dies
My limbs are paralyzed by the fear The depression is destroying my sanity
The sadness astonish my thoughts If the death is a certainty, why should we wait?
I try in vain to fetch the peace, if is it exist
The blood drains of my face The reality is injected into my veins The last images of my conscience are taken One hate world that I will never see anymore And until the pain leaves me in this hour Only remains the horror of the wait The time seems static and solitude was never so great as now The arrival of the hour to jump in the abyss And forget the sadness Paranoia kill me, Paranoia kill me Paranoia kill me, Paranoia kill me… Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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