Weak and maimed, the face of tomorrow No light to come – the destiny foretold I spit, I vomit, I course and pray to the end As nothingness reigns in everlasting divine decay
Dark days, dark days, dark days Dark days of the soul
Dark days, dark days, dark days Dark days of the soul
Is this addiction to bitterness A sickness or a cure? All hail emptiness – set as a general rule
Dark days of the soul Dark days of the soul
A death camp for positive thoughts Built by ardent faith in naught All hail the internal darkness That greedily all concepts of truth
The greatest of terror’s, bleak and pale Hello nothingness, my old friend My confusion dies along with self Every fucking single day
Dark days, dark days of the soul Dark days, dark days of the soul And as the wind of desolation blows Another pillar of the ego falls Dark days, dark days of the soul
This is the face of reality The inert struggle for glory of fools Behold the sun of futility Devouring all concepts of truth
Dark days, dark days of the soul Dark days, dark days of the soul And I will burn until nothing’s left And hurt myself to feel I’m not dead yet Dark days, dark days of the soul
Day after day after day after day The darkness is growing without dismay I spit, I vomit, I curse and pray for the end But more dark days of the soul are waiting aheadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
