Alone, abandoned and possessed The wounds they ache, there is no rest Cryptic life, decay
March to die, born suicidal From the womb, deny survival Sanity slips away
Within my grasp I know I'm near This heart will last I cannot bear
My aching tortured soul shall rise Reborn through scorn (and) abrasive cries The end is my domain
See the smoke I've left behind Toxic fumes blow down the line In my void I dwell
Within my grasp I know I'm near This heart will last I cannot bearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
