Borderline

Twisted wounded soul inside
A dance with the devil on your right
Morbid memories, dark past
A demonized heart,
An Abyss of scars

With the smilies on the fly
Your life a stormy sky
with "Johnnie" on the ride
Your last flight?

Black coloured beast
Who's the next on your feast?
Stab in my back
Not ready for your arrack
No difference between
Black and white
No difference between
Evil and the light

Which way will you go?
What will you do?
Another line on the mirrow?
Back to your own path or horror

At the end all hope lost
Lost them all who loved me most

Which way will you go?
What will you do?
Another line on the mirrow?
Back to your own path of horror

Black coloured beast
Who's the next on your feast?
Stab in my back
Not ready for your attack
No difference between
Black and white
No difference between
Evil and the light