I can feel the dying day The walls will bleed The flesh will make her dead
Twisting her son between the broken limbs Why won't you listen to me? I'm seeing the dead
I wake up in the corner of a room My guts have been stabbed I shake at the pain from this Lying in waste piling at my feet
Why must I be a beast this way? There's no passing time Fend off the hate I cannot stop the ache I am hatred Release the pain
A sound I hear down the hallway Rusted metal begins to surround me A vile stench proceeds to entomb you A muttering whisper Memories fall from the time that I killed her Prevent your skin Tasting the others from the cell that surrounds you
Why must I be a beast this way? There's no passing time Fend off the hate I cannot stop the ache I am hatred Release the pain
Beg Circling This is nothing you know Face everything I feel so hopeless I feel so hopeless
I can feel the dying day The walls will bleed The flesh will make her dead
Twisting her son between the broken limbs Why won't you listen to me? I'm seeing the dead
Calling out to the rotting flesh alive Speaking to the words that cannot hear you When will this suffering come to an end Why are your hopes and dreams infatuated with your suffering? Please, while they observe you You're nothing more than a beast You're a fucking monster of liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
