The eternal question in my mind When it's burning deep inside Sometimes it feels like the only way out When I'm alone with my own mind Look in the mirror dead man stares back at me As I start to realise my own mortality
The body grows weak as the mind grows old Hear the grave calling from the earth so cold Because it feels like the grim Reapers walking right behind me Everyday a role of the dice Land the wrong face il see you on the other side
In this race for peace or death numb The pain and find myself again
Persistent thoughts run through my mind Devil on my back please numb the pain I'm just trying to find peace As my body grows weak From the cradle to the grave To this inner turmoil I'm enslavedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
